If I could build a ship and sail to you,
I would fly
To the moon and back again,
But I can’t get my feet off of the ground.
Wasting away…

What if everything was distant as moonlight?
Will I crash into those pieces of your eyes?
Every corner of every room,
Filled with traces of you.

…

Why does it always have to be so hard?

…

All the oceans in the world
Would not fill up the spaces,
The spaces between us.