8

For a moment there, I wanted to disappear.
Be anywhere else but there.
Breathe somewhere else's air.
That moment was the whole night.
I didn't even look at the stars and thought about how small we really are. And how big we think ourselves to be.
I didn't even look at the ground and thought how gravity keeps on pulling us back.
How it will never allow us to fly.
I would have liked to fly away.
And get lost.

Instead, I stared at the horizon for the night. I looked into nothing. I tried to find what was missing. But I didn't find it. I found nothing.
Boredom. Hope. Sadness. Hypocrysm. 
All of them together in a place that doesn't exist. In a place I kept on looking the entire night.
Because it's just like me.
Stuck at the same place between two things.
Not belonging anywhere.





(previously posted on June 18th, 2012)