The distance between me
And you
Is like the distance between
Breaking glass
And its form
Before it breaks
It seems solid from a glance
But I could swear
I heard it shake
The vibrations that
Would break us
Softly dance
Along it's surface
Lying in wait
Desperate for a chance
To free fate
From the shackles of promise
Buried deep within the glass
To carry on as long as it takes
But that's the thing about distance
Carrying on can only go so far
Living on as well
Am I living on well?
What's the distance
Between me and the happiness
You spoke of?
Is it still right around the corner
Of your words?
Or are the lies built like the glass
I drink my truth in?
What's the distance between
Me and truth then?
A white lie
Or white wine?
I'd imagine red bleeds truth
Like the heart
And yet breaks it
All the same
Just like glass
Just like lies
Nothing can be held together
There always is
A distance
Between you and I
And though this glass separates us
I long for the other side
Where there is
No distance
No space
No time