You pull at me like the moon the sea, Apart, yet bound, eternally. I ache for shores I've never known, Yet find your tide within my own. Each night I rise to chase your light, Then fall again before it’s right. No touch, no kiss—just space between, But still, you haunt my every dream. And though the world may call it pain, I’d choose this longing once again. For even from a world away, You love me in your quiet way— Like the moon loves the sea each day. ~hadinova Follow me on Instagram:@paperedemotions