Forever Code.

I sit here in the dark, thinking wondering about the lost stars. Are they lonely where they are? Are they missed by the other stars? Will they ever be able to return to this place, here?

As I continue to wonder, the stars dim out and the night sky grows much darker with greys and blues. I'm not sure where I am anymore. Am I going to be lonely where I am? Will I be missed by the others? Will I ever be able to return to that place, there?

I fall and fall and fall, clouds rushed past on thier busy streets. All lost to me, I know not who I am anymore. I wonder about this for some time all the while still collapsing to the ground. Are the clouds lonely where they go? Will I miss them? Will I ever be able to return to thier place, here?

As light as a crash of symbols I hit the stopping point. It stutters to a stop. Slow and sure. It looks like stars out. Small and wonderfully full of light. Where am I, I call out, asking to whoever could possibly, maybe answer. Where am I to go now? Will I miss it all when I see it? Will I ever be able to find out where here is, over there?