Lost in thought

I tend to get lost back at the beginning, such a beautiful end. I don't need to be in love I can just pretend. I walk open handed on endless beaches leavening shallow footprints for someone to find. My imagination runs wild on the winds of maybe. I get lost in forever skies, leading me away. never wanting to find the end. I venture deeper into this void of unknown delusion. Manifestations that refuse to manifest, unresolved feelings Questions You? Me? The epitome of solitude standing by my self in a crowd. Ambiant light in the shade of red on the darkest of nights. I can be anything I want here without her