Modern poetry is so far away

I don't like chatting with friends far away about the daily chores of life.

Probably it's really because the care that can't be touched is always late-

It seems so redundant to others.

I don't like listening to people from afar vent their emotions with me.

Maybe it's really because it's too far away, I don't feel the same way-

Feel so fickle

We all very much hope that each other can participate in our lives.

But we can't even simply live in each other's lives.

I can only rely on hearing.

I can only imagine it through a few words on the phone.

How I wish we could meet when we want to.

Instead of just fighting your emotions

I wish I could give you a call when you are unhappy.

Instead of listening to your grievances and sorrows, it is useless if nothing happens.

How I wish we could experience or witness each other's daily joys and sorrows together.

Instead of missing it again and again without knowing it.

So far away

The heart is often weak.

So far away

Useless feelings are becoming more and more useless.

So I often think.

If we are far apart, wouldn't it be nice to find another good friend?

Or maybe.

We just fade out of each other's lives until we forget, even if we mention it occasionally.

Because this used to be the sea.

I always hope that our feelings can be deep.

As time goes by

Will we just be a drop in the bucket of each other?