Far Away

Clearly we are not from the same world,

And perhaps we will never truly meet

The way I imagine in my dreams.

We will grow apart until the sun burns out,

Remain distant until the end of time.

Hearing who you are burns my ears

And I can’t listen to where you’ve been.

I will never believe the slander I am told;

I will take my hope to the grave.

Your world doesn’t serve me well,

I get lost quicker than you know.

I just want to be the one that says goodnight,

I want to leave these lovestruck nights behind.

       DannYetman

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