Like The Stars

Never have I stared at the leaves of a tree for so long.
Listened to the acorns dropping from above.
Felt among the stars in my loneliness.
For I am in search of something, some balance.
On this journey ive become lost.
So here I lay, on this park bench.
Listening to the steady flow of the water.
The flute being played somewhere off in the distance.
Here I lay.
No one in the world to ask me what's racing through my mind as my eyes wander and as my thoughts flow on to this page.
no one in the world to give a damn about, or to give a damn about me.
Serenity, loneliness, quiet.
This is my night.
I feel empty, for there is no one for me to hold, and no one here to make me feel loved.
I am alone.
like the stars, each one millions of light years away from the next.
Yet still in the same galaxy.
Like the leaves, all on there own branches, doing their own job, but connected by the same roots.
Here I lay, on this park bench, alone.
In a world full of people, others alone like me even.
Yet still, I have no one.
Never have I stared at the leaves of a tree for so long.
Listened to the acorns dropping from above.
Felt among the stars in my lonlienss.
Here i lay, alone.

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This poem is about needing someone. Someone who I'm lucky to say is now in my life and inspires me every day. This poem calls to him as the ocean calls to me. He's gotten rid of all of the sad, dark feelings mentioned above, and for that, I am eternally grateful.

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