looking at each other like crystal-clear reflection
but just parallel
happening at the same time
only crossing at certain points, rarely, beautifully
when the stars at their brightest and softest
we gaze each other
for brieft moments
breath being taken away
when we see ourselves in each other's deep eyes
when we're most beautiful and complete
but only few seconds, it lasted
then we can only wait for the next crossing
of two parallel universe
which destined
only to be looking at each other
from the far far away distance
when it's the darkest night of my universe
it's the brightest day in your universe
when you go to sleep with exhaustion, when you are too tired to say any more gentle words
my day just got started
it's like I only live in your dream
and you only exist in mine
there's no reality overlapping over our different time-zone
only dreamland
where we share our dreams of unfinished tales and songs
then we have to wake up
into our real life
and there's not even trace of shadow
of each other's solid existence
only broken words, unfullfilled wishes to be hold and touch and discontinued
promises we're too afraid to say loudly
vanished like drew drops on trembling petals
it disappear before it hurt too long
and we seem to be forgotten
for all the right reasons
and probably always all the wrong timing
we crossed each time
again
again and again....
not knowing where to go without each other
not knowing when will we ever cross again
or if we'll ever
too sad to say goodbye, yet
too lonely to be alone in the universe
every time I reach out my hands
as far as I can
there's only cold air and the sound of empitness
I thought I heard you
but it's only my own voice echoing back to me
"are you there?"....."are you there?"........
maybe when you call for me
looking at the starry sky hiding in the horizon
you heard the same echos
foreign language
exotic tones
sounds so incredibly beautiful
but we seem to fail to understand each other's
sadness
longing
and tears
all those moments we look up and hoping to find each other's comfort
we just get lost again
and drift away, little by little
without noticing
so close yet so far away
like children's innocent game
played by the careless Divine on the chess board
on his majestic map of creation
we're simply two tiny stardust reflecting from the distant light of love
which eternally
intangible
unreachable
till next crossing after a million century
till we recognize and remember each other
again
and again....
