And the worst part:
You can miss the moon\'s misty light
as you dance in its gaze.
You can miss the moon afterward,
in the morning,
even whilst knowing
that it will return of a night.
And the opportunity to dance
in the same circumstance
will come in its company.
You miss it
because you don\'t want similar,
you want the same.
Reassurance that you will release
the same amount of dopamine
in the presence
of the same people
and the same things
in the same place
forever
is priceless.
But, my god, shouldn\'t we all know by now? Searching for that reassurance is pointless, as it doesn\'t exist, and it\'s just wishful thinking. Fuck.