via Horizon

I think I know how he felt now,

wanting something that remained firmly beyond the horizon.

Something always just out of reach.

It’s the same way I felt about you,

those warm midsummer nights that I spent dreaming.

Dreaming that you were there with me.

Dreaming that I had had a choice,

and that I chose correctly.

But you were always just close enough to make me want.

And far away enough for the distance to span oceans.