i wonder what you think of rain..
do you like it or do you wish it never rained? do you hate getting wet or do you ever feel like dancing in it? are you afraid of thunderstorms? do you like them? do you think lightning is interesting and fascinating, do you like watching and listening to it?
do you ever look up at the moon? do you ever try to imagine what it would be like to be a million miles away standing on it looking back down on yourself in silence and awe? what do you think about? do you ever dream? does the moon whisper to you? does it follow you, in your dreams? does it tell you stories of people who don't exist and adventures that have never happened? would you ever tell someone what you're thinking, you're secret thoughts, what you ponder over and over again in the back of your mind, on repeat forever and ever, in every spare moment throughout the day and in the wee hours of the morning, in the pitch black, when its just you and only you and your mind and your thoughts..? how do you really feel when you're alone with yourself, do you ever get tired of sleeping alone? what do you wish for when you close your eyes and blow out the candles or make a wish at 11:11..?
idk why i feel like i need to ask you all these things, i know you are just a simple teenage boy, you like sports... i hope you worry, dream and think like me too...