story of sleep

- why are you sitting here, baby-love?
the fiery hair was falling on the eyes, again, and these were confused and dark, again. I wanted to say something more, but nothing fit, as usual. These eyes saw somebody else on my place, and I never had balls to come out clear and say - hello, this is me. You don't know me yet, but I think you are an interesting person.
I walked away and saw some others sitting there with their confused eyes, so very young ones were they.
I can't stay here right now, I wanted to say.
I need to go and find somebody, I wanted to say.

The world is not enough.