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I think I am going to run away today…. Some place far away where no one will bother me, where I can never be or meet that special person. Like an endless see of wildness to blend into unmanned parts, to go completely unnoticed by the ever busy eye… to be glanced at by the dreamer, and frowned upon by the lost, to haunt a silent night with my swaying and whispered wishes… to kiss but to never kiss and to be touched but never feel and be rocked by melancholy till winter’s near. I will seep away into nothingness. I will breathe away from cities and hope to catch elicited sighs when the season’s fitting. To lie down in the rain away from here, and hope to be dissolved, only to spring forth again with renewed energy, wouldn’t be much to ask for. When I rise with whispered kisses, to hold secrets to my breast and batter myself from the inside just to feel something deeper than words.

I think I will someday, when I get the courage to. But right now I think I’ll wait, and ignore the bitter bangs of regret at every chance I miss.