It is snow on an empty highway heading towards somewhere you'll never go
It is noticing your shirt has holes from careless ashes
It is waiting
It is knowing there are six billion people in the world and the only one you want isn't there
It is knowing they never will be but hoping they will be
It is waking up in tears because you're scared of dying
It is when you scream at God even though you know he isn't listening
It is all that ever could have been