something weird's going on here..
it's rather ironic,
how you're everything (and more).
yet we're nothing (at all).
just too far apart to be real.
if only we could,
try another day.
maybe another time.
even a different life,
i bet we'd be just fine.
it's all just so-
beautifully perfect.
painfully impossible.
a fading star (in the darkest night).
and suddenly-
sunlight fades.
our worlds stop.
nothing changes.
we slowly turn,
only to find that,
while we were stuck-
suspended by love,
life has done nothing more,
than pass us by.
(c) Emilee Jewett
February 5, 2007