It’s a little weird

to have been so lonely,

and then to be filled up with almost too much.

and now loneliness wants it’s emptiness back

Can you imagine how I feel?

It’s a little weird

having been so engrossed in happiness,

and then to be deprived of love,

and now only want the infatuation back.

Can you imagine how loneliness feels?

It’s a little weird

that we talked to each other every single day,

and now only a few text messages written in a hurry on the phone,

and the impossible thought to try to understand what went wrong.

Can you imagine the pain it left inside me?

It’s a little weird

having lived the dream in the shadow of your blaze,

to wake up to a swallowing nightmare consuming all bliss,

and only want to go back to sleep and into the dream again

Can you imagine how lost and exhausted I am?

It’s a little weird

to have loved so strongly

and to have proven the obvious with so much care

and after living the impossible dream to come to terms with nothing

without any amnesty or pardon

Can you imagine the conscious oblivion agonies ?