Between here and there

Between here and there lies a world, 

a plethora of places that I may never see. 

But between you and me, 

the only thing between here and there is 

Me. 

I want to stand by your side,

See the world through your eyes. 

I wish every night that I didn't - 

Didn't feel this way, didn't want. 

Between here and there lies a desk, 

Wooden and painted all white. 

Keys of many types and fonts

Keep me from you. 

I want to stand in your shoes, 

See as you do. 

I wish every night I could - 

Could touch you, and feel you myself. 

Between here and there lies a wall,

A wall that I put up myself.

I wish every night it would break - 

Break down until there's nothing left. 

I want to see what you see,

And I want you to touch me,

Feel me the way I wish - 

Wish for silence, not sound, nor fears. 

Between here and there lies a bush,

Green and leafy as bushes should be. 

I can't break it down - 

Down to the bits and pieces it is. 

The truth is,

A grain of sand could lie between us

And that grain of sand would be an ocean. 

An ocean I can't cross. 

Without you on my mind,

In my heart and in my eyes,

I can't break down the wall, 

Nor the desk or bush. 

It seems like so little,

But to me, it's so much. 

Stop doing this to me - 

Stop forcing me to want. 

It's a sad, cruel world

That lies within my grasp,

Yet the only world I want

Is a whole world away. 

October 4, 2011