5,500 miles

Are you the Great Wall of China?

Because I can’t break down your walls.

You are 5,500 miles of hard rock and foundation that rips me apart.

5,500 miles of trying to reach your mind, your heart.

Still moving, still searching for you.

By now I think you’re buried under the ground of the Great Wall of China.

Your soul is cracked like the pavement,

it’s grey like your mindset.

It took seven months to search for you, but your walls are too high.


Thank you.

Thank you for all the times you made me smile for no reason.

Thank you for giving me the opportunity to open my feelings.

Thank you for always being there when i was alone.

Thank you for all the conversations we had.

Thank you for caring when i need it.

Thank you for your honesty.

Thank you for all the jokes.

Thank you.