I wonder where your thoughts hide,
to distant worlds beyond my sight.
And whether, in the quiet blue,
a little of me reaches you.
Is the real me in your head,
or someone you have made instead.
I keep returning to what’s true,
to all the things I ask from you.
I let my love slip away
with all the words I couldn’t say.
I give you more than I can feel,
yet ache for something real.
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