kissing the rain ...
A darker shade of black, or maybe a lighter shade of white. A place quieter than a tomb, or a place busier than my mind. A night without darkness, followed by days without sunshine. Something's obviously missing, seems impossible to find. I recognise pieces of what I desire, yet the whole, I find hard to define. Maybe it's a hard thing to describe, or maybe it just doesn't exist, and this aching yearning, is just a big waste of time. I believe this quest is for forever, I fear it'll take longer than that to realize...