A Monologue with the Æther

Self Is the Longest Journey


Who are you that you can do this to me? I have gone mad from the sights and sounds that are you. You are beautiful in a way that surpasses and transcends Mere physical beauty, though you have that as well. But I am a coward unable to move myself to tell you, So I will hide in the shadows and steal glances of you Because my fear holds me back.