There’s a part of me that wishes everything would go right

And there is a part of me that is afraid to be real with people

Because I’ve been hurt so many times

Because I’ve never been enough

While simultaneously being too much

There’s a dawn to even the darkest night

But what if I’m a rogue planet?

Hurtling through the cosmos?

Is there any hope for me, besides crashing?

Or perhaps to escape the gravity of even the greatest star devourers, out into the endless nothing?

Signaling a nearby star did nothing

I desperately I wanted to revolve around someone

So desperately

Maybe revolve with someone around something

I feel, in the evening, among to sounds of late Summer gatherings, so devoid of connection in this place

You’re still the one

And I don’t know why

And I don’t know why

But this is more about them than it is about me

Still about their happy ending

And mine is still gone

This song isn’t about me

It’s endless

This road I’ve taken

And lonely

What a curious moment for Arcturus to pop through the clouds

If it’s not right in front of me it’s like it was never there at all

Kissing the stars goodnight

Coming and going behind the clouds

What is the meaning of a smile?

Why does it feel like a secret power bestowed by the gods?

Like something I own, but that I also give away

To any passing spirit that grabs my attention

I wish I could fix this world

Quell the fears

So much fear

Something that can be hard to handle if you’re not trained

I’ve done nothing but face my fears these past few weeks

It is a mystery

Really, he should feel special

Oh well

Maybe I’m just not interested in people?

No, that’s obviously a lie

But people always turn out

Colder than I expected

What is this, Queen hour?

Somebody to Love is like my begrudging anthem

I wish I had somebody to love

Someone to accept it

Who recognises that it’s been damaged beyond believe and needs help repairing

I guess if it’s not

I should be more thoughtful of the thing

I have missed every day without you

And the clock ticks away

May the same thing that saves me save you

For some reason I have to fight

So you do too

It’s just a song

Someday we’ll be thinking about how that song isn’t about us anymore

Until then I suppose the night is my life

And the day is an unfortunate in

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