Elucidating Questions

The wind is gentle tonight

Gentle being better

My beautiful lights

It’s easy for people on top to claim to be giants

But I really am just a space

In space

This song

Goes perfectly with the wind

I do so much prefer it when you’re not trying to blow me away

It has begun to lose its colour

This something I’ve had going

These stars that have shown me the light

But, even colourless?

It was something I tried my hardest at

I will continue to paint words

They pour out at this point

Begging to be written

I would ask, to what end?

But being

They just want to be too

Maybe someone will finally see my heart

Why is he you? And not him?

Well, fine

No, I

I want to be among these billion billion stars

If you want to so bad, then show up

It’s only you I haven’t laid eyes on

Even just as a passerby

As is your fashion

And then I remember how fucked up you are and wonder if I’ve seen you many times

The wind is in sync with the music

This strangeness

Desperately trying to play that song

If crazy equals genius

Well then I’m concerned for everyone

Because I’m clearly concealing some great intelligence I don’t know

Stuck between you two

Maybe you’re just my spirits

It’s hard to consider I’d be part of any great thing

On how many worlds do winds crash?

If you are oxygen

Why do you need me?

I can’t know Love if I never see love

But when I look up at the stars that hold me here

I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be

And that kind of terrifies me

Because that means I’ve been waiting for something

And I am trying to believe it’s actually something

Can you hear me?

You