Ever stood in a crowd,

in the midst of all your friends,

yet never felt more alone?

Maybe its because only you know yourself,

only you understand what no one else can fathom,

only you feel those things that evaporate before anyone else feels;

no one except you yourself.

Maybe because you're tired of explaining your ways to others,

or how you see a star when everyone else is blinded in darkness,

how every wish; you hope its your lucky last.

Even if it was just a vague, flittery promise of the unexpected..even if..

all the regret in the world begins with the word if.