There But Not

I want to be there for her,

Hold her hands while walking,

Tuck her hair behind while she's talking,

Smile at her ramblings,

Capture her while traveling.

But I watch her from a distance,

As she walks on streets lost and alone,

Her hair flying wild in thunderstorms,

When she keeps quiet while talking in her head,

As she runs away to travel instead.

I am here but I am not,

She is here but she is not,

Then why does she feel familiar,

There's something about her peculiar.