Spread your wings and fly across the sea,
but promise you'll still think of me.
Internalize where your feet do tread,
and capture the memories in your head.
Then paint me a picture on canvas true,
and I'll feel like I was there with you.

That's what I'd like to say, but I won't, because that would far overstep my bounds.

the night is nearly over † the day is almost here