Do these distances tantalise your senses, they did mine. If you had to leave, why say hello? If you had to break why care?
Like a narcissist breathing its own very presence, you stood by me. When I say "by me" I only mean it literally.
Moving onto existential things...
People say people have depths that others cannot fathom, but depth is a relative concept.
Men are like drops of water looking at a societal lake. .
It is our very own shallowness that has gotten us to our current predicament.
What may that be? I don't know. The question everyone asks is, why do we exist?
But....but... What the hell are we doing?
I think that is a more pertinent question.
Are we just marionettes controlled by the strings of destiny?
Hmm.... What is destiny?
What are we doing!!!
Ant colony.!!
