If we ever meet,
Forget all the awkwardness,
All the clumsiness of the silence
Between us. 
Only the shining bridges
Of a transoceanic country
Can heal our wounds,
And only the meaningful notes
Within this silence truly matter.

For years and centuries
We've been looking for our alter egos
And we only got glued
To our shadows, 

But my heart knows you're still there,
An ocean apart,
Waiting for me.