In Closeness

 
Tell me, how far away from me are you? Exactly how far…?
Though I try not to think about distance — thinking frightens me.


Actually, you aren't at any distance from me,
I can feel it, you're with me all the time!
Yes, I feel it…!


How many ways we keep ourselves alive with a thousand false comforts, isn't it?
…That's what we call life!


Leaving all this busyness behind… I want to return to you,
I want to hear you, and even if just for a little while…
I want to see you face to face.
Because all these longings stay locked inside me,
sometimes the pain becomes unbearable.


Every day I think, at least for a few seconds
I should call you, but I know
you won't answer, so…


I want to return to you.
Then I think again, why return to someone I'm already with?


Let me tell you something. Some things shouldn't be avoided,
avoiding them causes the other person so much pain!


Tell me, don't you ever want to meet me?
If your answer is 'no,' there's nothing to be done.
If it's 'yes,' then my question remains — why don't you, then?


I'm leaving this question today.
And you'll see the question I've asked a day later.
Then you'll write, 'Good morning' or 'Good night'!


In your eyes, everything seems so simple, doesn't it?
All these feelings, this madness, this yearning… all so trivial… ah!