impossible.

it's like trying to chase the wind
when i'm chasing you.
all i have is the sand beneath my feet
and the horizon in front of me
i should wade into the dark water
as far as i can go…

"how far will this go?
how long will it last?"
i ask myself,
wiping tears from my face.

i don't know if questioning
the worth of "us"
is worth anything
anymore.

i don't see what is still wrong
is it my love?
my tears? my concern?
my confusion? me?

and i'm trying my best,
to catch the wind,
with my bare hands.
to chase the music notes
that loftily float through the air.

to find what i should be
looking for.