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.