Difference; a great word to bear
The void separates you from me: this nothingness
What will it take to bridge this gap
But in vain have I devised thousand maps.
How can I cross this chasm when there’s nothing to hold.
A leap of faith is the last hope.
But what is hope when it’s lost?
How can I reach you when you are not waiting on the other side?
When I am not in the vicinity of your sight!
What if I’m lost in the middle of my flight?
What if the distance is too long and the chasm too deep?
I may scream all I want
While you are unaware of my need.
But I’ll still stretch my hand towards you
Maybe you’ll look back and reach out to me.
Someday . . . yours,
//This letter is the property of a close friend of mine//