Searching

The meal’s long gone

But I still find myself unable to move

Caught in the trappings of a full mind

Not belly, as you might assume

I digest not food but feelings

And within them come bouts of sadness

Rage, and malcontent with myself

Maybe I took it the wrong way

The hand holding, the stares into our eyes

We’d forever be friends, we swore

But would we really?

I love to travel, you love searching

But am I the one you’re looking for?

And would I leave my life for your love?

Oceans seem small until I reach the harbor

And the moon seems close until I sleep

We’re so, so far away

Yet somehow the risk seems worth it

I feel so satisfied

Yet I know there’s even more I can have

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