I've always considered moving,

maybe to a small town.

Only a couple hundred people,

a place where everyone knows everyone.

Where everyone got along.

Or maybe to a big city,

with too many faces to fathom,

a place with bright lights and busy streets.

Where everyone kept to themselves.

And one day,

I found myslef awake in bed late in the night,

considering moving once again.

Then it hit me,

no matter where I move to,

nothing could fill the emptiness inside of me

like you did,