Like a passing ship, unbeknown to eachother.

For a moment, we share the same course.

The same water in a tiny part of the ocean.

You. The ship I always dream in my nights and days. The one that I believe will take me home.

But again, we just passed eachother. Without giving any signal, you and I just keep sailing in our own paths. I only saw you for a brief second, though I wonder if you saw me at all.

So I keep moving forward. Hoping that someday, somehow, we would collide and drown so I can spend the rest of my life with you.