The peace and quiet we've been longing for, but
somehow it's lonesome. It felt like we're trapped,
locked in our own realms where no one could
save us but ourselves.

At night, I stared at the moon and the stars.
Something is missing but my mind wanders to
nothingness. In our existence, we seem to always
look for something or someone else--why?

What is it?
What is it that we crave for?

-KJ