Wish I could be alone so I'd try to get rid of the lonelyness.
Perhaps just for tomorrow. Get out for a while and find a being to share some time with.
Who knows, we even could dutch courage take the mike and sing along together. As if there was nothing and no one to do anything about.
Maybe then I could feel less and more. The hole that lies within would probably sit still, although the smoke would fill it up for a few hours.
I know it's freezing cold but we could run.
Run until we hit upstairs. Where the great white chalk headland calls.
And as we hold our hands and look at each other's eyes... A warm kiss goodbye.
About 500 feet above the sea we could jump and fly.
As we long for the wholeness of nevermore.