As one and another, we are flawed. Together, we understand.

We ran unmoving against the hurricane wind.
We stay forever afloat in the sinking quicksand.
We are perfectly flawed, in the flawless circle,
together we are alone.

The night is bright in the glare of the darkness.
The stars have gone out looking for you,
while you sit in the darkness waiting for them.

The cold burned at our skin
we huddled for warmth
and for comfort
and we flinched at them both.

We remember that we are forgotten,
together we are alone.

Listening to the silence of the world,
eavesdropping, we thought we were,
so we cover our ears in embarrassment.

We are alone and we are embarrassed,
in the darkness where no one can see us,
in the silence we made no noise.
Do we want to be found?

We sit here together alone,
forever being just a “once”,
and then we think of you.

Our perfection is in you, as your flaws are in us.
The world moves as we stay stuck.

We are stuck as we think of you,
and you’ll only live as we think of you,
and we merely exist as we think of you.