Are you gone?
gone like the wind
like the sun
like the stars?
When will you return?
tomorrow?
in an hour?
never?
Am i truly alone?
alone like the lonesome moon
so up high in the sky
bright and gleaming like nothing else
Yet the moon still have stars
magical little things
little planets all over the world
not the world, no, the skies
Everyone can see them
so small yet so bright
like little white dots in the pitch black sky
It is silent
oh so silent,
not a sound to be heard
only the faint hum of the fan turning.
I'm alone
alone in this house,
in this room
all alone
so alone...