Stars

Whenever i go walking late at night, beneath a sky full of stars, it always gives me the feeling that there is something beautiful at the edge of my mind, something that i just cannot reach. And it’s almost as if i think that if i just stare at them long enough, i’ll figure out what it is…but i never do. And it fills me with this sense of awe and sadness, of inspiration and mortality. A sort of sad passion i could never explain. But maybe that’s the whole reason i write in the first place, because i'm trying to explain things i've never been quite able to put into words. Because i want to make you see what i see. Maybe that’s why i’m here.