Je me sens seul la nuit.

the world is small but not small enough - our words can sound the same but our lips may never touch - consistent in the notes we play, but never loud enough - to reach to where you are so you can feel this song i wrote for you - in a dreaming state i can move from coast to coast - along with the tide i sway closer only to retreat further away - my hands grasp at that which i know i can never hold - this is the cycle, this is the pattern - reaching into the nothingness hoping for a connection - dial tones and plaid print dresses - legs dangling from a swing set swaying in the breeze - afternoons spent belly up in the middle of a field just staring into nothing - all blue, all blue, always blue.

Choking.

Soundtrack:
Ta Douleur - Camille