lørdag den 26. december 2015


Though we are under the same sky

On the same ground

Under the same sun

To breath the same air

We are thousands of miles apart

And it just kills me to know

That we are separated 

By hundreds of rocks, mountains, and seas

And the fact that we may never met each other 

Hurts so damn bad inside 

But the thing that kills me the most? 

Is that I can’t even hug you

All I can do

Is type that I love you