To a Sad Seafarer's Maiden, my heart is with you, page by page. I dropped my hope into the ocean, watched you carry it away. Below the surface, I see clearer than I ever did before that every heart's an anchor and we're tethered at the core. Sleepless nights out, alone, by the waves, I wished that, to you, I could be anyone, since I'm not who I want, who you want me to be, neither man, nor lover, nor son. If you were a star I would wish upon you that someday your own wishes would at once become true, and that somewhere among them, deep down in your heart, you'd been wishing that we would never be apart. I know that someday I'll be with you, maybe, but I can't keep on sailing on masts you build up with sad eyes, and sad smiles, and sad hearts, and I don't know if this thing can last.