My cup is overflowing, yet emptiness is all that can be seen
Emptiness is desired, but everlasting fullness is what I need
Fullness is unfamiliar, and change can be a terrifying plea
Change seems incredibly unnatural, so truth is difficult to believe
What makes sincerity feel genuine to your heart?
Does absence make adoration stronger when we’re apart?
Will hiding from what’s real make it stronger in the end?
Are we destined to be nothing more than distant friends?
Feelings are present, important, yet pushed aside
Talent is noticed, accepted, but often criticized
Beauty is seen, observed, embraced, and ignored
Depth is hidden and protected, so it needs to be explored
Obstacles and disasters can make one give up,
But know this:
This journey has been long, but is has just begun