Wanting

You have what I want;
You live across an ocean,

Why am I standing alone in this place?
When I could have what I want;

I want to live,
I want to love,
I want to be looking at you,
With no space between us,

I want to be part of your world,

But you are only a dream 
Of what I want,
Sent thousands of miles far from the East.

Something I want, but will never have.

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