My love, as the ship drifts far from shore, Know that my heart will ache evermore. With each wave that pulls you away, A piece of me, too, fades to gray.
I reach through the wind, a silent plea, For one last glance, one look at me. Yet distance grows, the shadows fall, And in this dusk, I lose it all.
So go, my dear, where I can't be, Lost to tides, eternally. But know this truth, as oceans sigh— Forever bound, though we say goodbye! idil Koçman/3dphilosopher