My biggest fear, is
that in the days to come,
we won't speak a single word
no more, that we'd be as distant
as two planets separated by their
a distance that cannot be overcome,
and as closer I get
the further you'll get.
Our satellites will never touch,
and from here, I will only see
the light you reflect,
but then it'll fade out
to the corners of the galaxy, where,
it will never be seen again.
Not even the smallest beam of light comes
in contact with me,
Those are the nights that
your star disappears,
But the other nights I look up
to the sky, and wonder,
If I will ever get to stand upon your earth,
the way it used to be; my ground,
the land that you offered me to stand on,
to walk on, to fall on,
every time I would break a part.
This is the planet on which I
was brought up, as a child;
But as one grows up,
one drifts away, one finds a better land
to harvest on, I found a better terrene,
and took off from your support.
But yet I miss the solid terrain,
that held my strongest hopes,
my cherished childhood with you.
Maybe I won't be able to survive
on my own, on a foreigner's land,
and before I even realise
that this hasn't happened yet,
I feel alienated, and strange to you.
Then, every time you leave me alone,
my biggest fear will remind me
of my irrevocably fragile state,
of not having your shoulders
to carry me through the lonely.