Unto the dawnstand here
stand in this breathless icy darkness for it is not the view of the heavens,
but who we share the view with.
Clammy cold hands clasping together not in hope of a brighter future
but seeing its birth on the horizon.
Waves crashing over the depths
The depths of our experience.
it doesn't feel like love or family
thats not the point
But It's real
Tangible like our hands
Its here and it's right in front of you
cold like the earth
Sharp as diamonds
Fragile as glass
Maybe we're serious
Maybe we should laugh
No just be
be here now
Be who you have always been
Nothing expected of you
Scream your hopes and dreams
Or let the silence deafen
Just two people on a small planet
Sharing one simple moment in time
staring fearlessly into the dawn
Miles awayMiles away
You saw me for the first time in years
we should hang out
I replied yes quickly
We have shared small talk a few times online since then.
You live in the next building we never hang out.
At what point does we should hang out turn dishonest?
When is it just a lie?
I can get advice on life a new film etc. but cant meet in person?
I only exist online to you.
I’ve lived in the next building for two years. I see you sometimes
I share more words through a language barrier with strangers than with an old friend.
Sometimes I blame myself and think I offended you somehow
Then I realize I'm invisible to you.
I once was a friend
I just wish you did live 100 miles away and not in the next building.
Its hard not to be lonely when you see a stranger with a friends face.
I can only mean it every time I say lets hang out sometime
I hope others do the same.