I used to fantasize about the existence of a never ending hole
Huge and full of nothing but darkness, wind and freedom big enough to jumo into and fall forever
For so long I forgot that anything can touch me
So long as I forget that anythig exist outside of the air licking me
And If i felt lost I fantisized company
Someone to do backflips with and laugh
Silent cause the air grabbed the sound and held it
If I didnt I was happy
I was a child and it was all I dreamt about
endless wind and air and dark and abandon
I am no longer a child
I wish freefalls would consume my dreams
Just one more week.
