Loneliness is inability to share our hearts
I saw people, they're breathing
They're walking, they're smiling, they're saying "How are you?"
I breathed hard, I walked, I smiled, I said back "I'm fine, how about you?"
They smiled back, they went to their corners.
Thus they were gone for the day. The ghosts of living human beings. They're around me. They're around me.
I'm not sure they're there. I don't know them.
a0z0ra @ 1:47 PM  |