Words lost but not forgotten,
With my eyes dark blue,
I would lay nights thinking of you.
Your soft brown,
Wondering if I'd truly find comfort therein.
With a distance so great,
It would often make me wonder...
Whould it even be possible?
Finding serenity in someone so far...

As my believe of the possibility grew,
So did my doubt in you.
I might be able to survive the distance,
Just not with you.
© Celine-Marè♡