I first met a girl,
At first sight I thought she is the one,
The one for me,
We could get along very well,
We can change the sad things to happy things,
That was so perfect,
Like everything was planned,
However,
She went to somewhere far away,
Because her parents moved,
So she followed them,
Living together with them...
We feel like we being tied to rope,
The rope so short,
But it stretch and stretch until it is far apart,
We cannot see each other,
But we can feel each other...

There is another,
The one I met online,
We communicate through message,
Through voices,
Through videos,
But this,
She lives even far than the first one,
We seldom met,
But when we met,
We were very happy...
She exist as if she needs me,
But however,
We could hardly meet each other,

Why?
So near, yet so far and miserable...