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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