I want to move to Seattle
Where it rains
Where thunderstorms thrive on the dampness of wet, tear-stained cheeks
I want to be just one cappuccino away
from rolling back to bed
and sleeping the rest of the weekend in
Not feeling so alone in my loneliness
because I'll know I'm not the only one
Falling for someone just as out of touch
with themselves as I am with me
Finding every broken piece of myself
and embracing each sharp, jagged edge
Feeding creativity
Fueling my passions
Focusing on everything wrong so as to finally feel right
I just need it