But something pulls me back.
An invisible tether,
Has been cut.
Then a glimmer of hope,
The silver lining,
Comes around once again,
The tether still holds by a thread.
Is it the distance?
Is it the fear?
Is it me being selfish?
To you, or to myself?
All I know,
That tether is there,
But whether you care,
This I don't know.
I want to say it,
I really do,
But if and when,
And how come to mind.
Is it right?
Is it a dream?
Do you want me,
Just as I want you?
Even in the still of silence,
In the mid of the night,
I feel this invisible force,
Trying to pull.
My heart tells me,
It wants to pull me,
To you,
To us.