A lonely man gone mad in the space between thoughts. Chasing a friend that only exists when I stop looking. I want a friend, I want to speak my heart to a person. Fingers can dance on the board of keys but I want a hug.
I find myself simultaneously imploding and exploding. I look up at the vastly small universe and feel hugged. I see more than I can never know, I see myself looking back. Cars flash by, they don't see me I am invisible at 60mph.
The eyes of the nights aren't just black but fields of deep blue. I look at the moon and imagine you're out there. I pray I cross your mind every once in a while. Just so I am not so pathetic for thinking of you every night.