Escape

I meant to post this a couple of days ago, but I was away from my Moleskine. Ah well.

A dream; a dress of flowers, yellow and blue
I can’t recall a sight that had me so enthralled
It’s silly, perhaps, but I’m finding myself drawn into your perfect little heart
Wasted days… none of it’s a waste
We can run away, the two of us
We’ll climb into a cosmic something-or-another
I haven’t got it figured out just yet
But it’ll work, I promise
It’ll have to

I was at a wedding this weekend and found myself in a rather sad position. As part of the ceremony, the guests were asked to think about what they felt most thankful for… I came up empty handed. I obviously have my friends and family, and I’m not unhappy these days; I’m as optimistic as I’ve felt in years. Unfortunately, there is definitely something missing.

I need a change, but I don’t know how to get there.