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I locked eyes with him, the glowing man on the stage. 

He glimmered, his red hair shining under the spotlight. 

That was all it took for my heart to be stolen away. 

I hear the rain on the roof of my car, loud and serene. 

I see the wet pavement stretch out for miles in front of me. 

I don’t look back. 

when it comes true

when my dream is found, 

my goals reached, 

will I be fulfilled? 

will the future be everything I’d hoped, 

or a letdown

a saddening realization of truth 

The stone wall upon which he sits is crumbling, rough and moss covered, but it is home. 
He stares up at the migrating geese, their honks loud and clear in the crisp air. 

When the world is dark, and the stars are out 

My mind comes alive. 

I drown alone in my thoughts with a smile on my face, 

And let myself get lost, 

Because I know I’ll be found. 

I wonder what heaven looks like. I wonder this as an atheist. Is it space, sailing among stars? Is it merely a concept, eternally to be determined, determined by fate?