In a quiet night
I walk under the light
the only light that shows me the way
to a deep and long road
that can be endless or limited
it is up to fate on how long
I\'m going to walk
how many hours
that will be wasted
but in this endless road
there was a shadow
a shadow with long hair
sitting down on the side
under the light from the light pole
I asked her questions
she gave me answers
I gave her feelings
she gave me humanity
I gave insanity
and
she gave back my sanity
such a pure soul
not a stranger
but a friend
someone to admit to
but not someone to confess to
someone that you can share with
but not to much
sharing to much would be painful
words that can be heard
but not something that can be shared
secrets of someone
but lies to the others
no one knows
only the teller
and
the listener
after the exchange
is a proper goodbye
for
a proper hello
on the new person on the road