Tonight feels heavy..

My mind running a million miles a minute in a weird slow motion way..

My heart feeling pierced by tiny stings as it remains in a hopeful suspended animation..

The “Why” hovering over like a drone, capturing my confusion as evidence..

“I really can’t tell if I’m dreaming or breathing
Could be actually leaving the day on the ground
But I’m easing into the dark and lifting off, hand in yours
And the clouds never look like this down here
And the stars make a sound way up here…” -Gerard Way