I want to sit with someone at 3 am on the rooftop and talk, really talk. I want that particular person to tell me what keeps him up at night and the dream he keeps having. I want him to tell me what certain songs make him feels like and his metaphysical speculation of the perplex idea of God and heaven. Talk to me about his biggest fear and every twisted frightened thoughts he ever had. I want his words to tear my skin apart and his eyes to crack my bones.
I just want to deeply converse with him.
