Letter into the Void

Oh Mr. Sensitive,

come, come here now and give me that big ol' bear hug already. Mmmm, come here, sit down next to me and gaze at those stars, rest for a while, relax. I am so tired of running and solitude feels so good. Sure, we can keep on moving, moving, searching our entire lives. Maybe, yes, maybe we even find a slice of happiness, fool ourselves right into it. Ahhh, but would it be what we are truly looking for? So just sit with me for a while, just sit still and breathe....How long, how about for an hour or so, how about eternity? I surrender, I know there is no escape no matter what else I'll do, no matter what I said or what else I still may say in the future. Oh well, how about this; there is no "you" or "I" in love, there is only "it is". It is all one. Trying to change it, trying to ignore it doesn't make a difference so why bother the effort? Instead, I'll ask again, will you just sit with me for a while? I'm tired of running.... and the thought just needed expressing.