There are some certain things that I don't mind to lose, but there are some others that would break me apart if they fly away. Sometimes I think I'm floating over an invisible surface, I cannot see it but I know it's there. It's kind of scary at times but it is the most appealing sensation I've ever felt. I'm kind of happy but sometimes I feel like crying out of nowhere. And I don't know where to go.
I want to go there, I want to be there, I want to have you to make me feel safe. But I'm still scared, I'm still here. The surface seems to open below me and this may be the end. The end of nothing, the beggining of all.
And I don't know where to go.