I see you.

Life is so weird.

I wonder if we’re all just mirroring each other.

I wonder if I really can hear other’s thoughts.

Or if I’m just delusional.

I don’t want to think it’s power,

and it ends up being ego.

But I don’t want to miss something either.

I wonder if it really does all mean nothing?

I know that’s not true.

Can you feel it too?

That little hum of hope and excitement and…infinitesimal existence.

We’re just gliding, searching, but at peace.

So many questions with no answers.

So many answers that now the truth is no longer the truth,

but laced in between all the fairytales.

I hope I understand why missing someone is a thing.

I hope I understand why humans continuously choose poison.

Poisoning each other and poisoning ourselves.

I hope I understand a way to explain

the amount of pure connection I feel

when I’m running your hands along my body

and whispering sweet nothings quietly into your head.

Are you thinking about me too?

I wish I could find a way to say everything I want to say,

while not saying anything at all.