Bodies crash into foreign sheets
and lips mold against currents.
Drunken declarations of love,
filled without meaning or thought.
The world fades to black
and slumber takes over.
Hands clutch empty spaces
and lift cold pillow cases
to realize that it was never real.
It was just a night weaved through time,
forgotten one day to never be spoke of.
Lonely people discovering what it's like to feel alive.