someday, i’ll live in a house on top of a hill overlooking the whole city. and i’ll be staring at the city lights the whole night if that’s what it takes to chase the blues away.
i would stare at the world forever and contemplate on everything that comes to mind.
just think about everything and nothing at the same time until i get so drowsy and life’s meaning would unfold before my sleepy eyes.
until i find myself lost in the tangled webs of my own thoughts.
until there’s no more need to think.
until the silence is so deafening that time stands still and i am caught in the stillness of the moment.
until i drown in the depths of my solitude.
until that time when the only hand i’m holding is his.
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