Look up
You’re certain to find a shooting star
Listening to the night unfolding around me
Why are you honking as you’re driving
It’s 10pm
They went on for a while too
Humans
They really do confuse me
I thought if I put my soul to paper
Eh, internet
It would somehow make a mark
Be worth something
Those words
I wish I could remember them
Even though they’re not real
It seemed like something important
Who knows
What I’m even doing here
I thought so many things
Is it big enough yet?
Can you get past the crazy part of me?
Can anyone?
Tires screeching
It’s night time so it’s time to speed
Because reduced visibility is more fun to speed in
Or something
My nighttime is back
And I’ve taken all the consolation prizes
I don’t feel like there will anything ever as valuable
As his words
Hanging on to every one
Never having a clue what they actually mean
I was going to write about how terrifying men are but then the stars distracted me
The only thing more distracting
I hope that poor woman
Can still find happiness in her life without her husband
That she isn’t left yearning for him years long
All the good partners were taken long ago
And I’m not interested in destroying a happy ending
No interest at all
If only there was a greeting
Worth response
If you look at them they disappear
I’m not unlike that light
There are the sirens again
I don’t know what I expected
It wasn’t this though
I don’t suppose you wanted to be someone’s muse
Sorry
Have I said that enough?
I’m sorry
That’s it that’s what I want to say to you
Thank you and I’m sorry
I wish I could tell you that
But I don’t know if it will ever be enough
I’m trying though
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