A Feeling That Makes No Sense

Where are you?

I’m over here

waiting and waiting

the minutes turn into days,

the days into months.

I'm getting impatient.

I don’t understand why we

haven't met,

but I guess I'll keep waiting

for you to show up.

I don't know who you are,

I don't know where you are,

and you don't know me either.

You've never laid eyes on me.

Some nights it's too much

the void in my chest yawns

and crushes me

with your absence.

Its those nights where

my feet get a mind of their own

and they walk down

by the dark buildings,

onto the sidewalks,

past the speeding cars,

away from all the people

to nowhere in particular,

just aimlessly wandering

under the streetlights.

I search the sky for answers,

but there are none.

My only comfort

is that I'm not alone.

The stars are watching over me

shining through the darkness

that's oppressing me.

I yearn to be closer

to the stars.

I want to reach out

and touch them.

I run towards them,

stupidly hoping to

bridge the gap between

the earth and the sky.