Two Different Worlds...

Two Different Worlds.

We live in two different worlds, 
Miles and miles away from each other. 
Looking at the same moon, 
But under different time, different weather. 

Do you ever think of a place?
That lives in the deepest part of your mind... 
A place that has been reserved
For you and the one, you are yet to find?

Million questions like these
I tell the moon to ask you for me. 
Still every night, it comes with no answers
Says you never gave it a chance to speak. 

I wonder what 
You must be telling the moon. 
Will you tell me those things
When I'll meet you?

Will I ask you the same questions
That I do every night?
Or will I just let them find the answers on their own, 
And drown in your ocean green eyes? 

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