Staring blankly into the starlight
Yearningly, longingly, tearfully.
Watching the moon meander ‘cross the sky,
I’m thinking and dreaming of you.

Insomnia’s got a hold on me
ADD’s been hounding me
My brain is playing tricks on me
Sweating, striving, pushing.

You’re there—I know you’re there
But who are you, which one?
Darkness shrouds my forward vision
I squint—and stare in vain.

Have I ever posted fiction on here? I don't remember...Whelp, here's a little bitty short story! I'd love to hear your thoughts!
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Crimson Lips drawing the determined green eyes, stopping them in their tracks. Jerking them up from the pavement, interrupting their constant chant of "Keep walking. Don't remember. Keep Walking. "