The longer I'm around, the more I see that I don't know very much.

People drift apart, change; nothing sticks. I've been here for so long, int he same place. I thought I had moved and grown, and I have grown, but I haven't moved at all. Who has touched my heart? Who, in this world, has made it inside somehow?

Well, a few people I thought. But somehow... they either don't know or don't care.

I love my friends and my family, they are everything to me. But I'm talking about the other kind of relationships that people have. Can a person be completely happy and live their lives without one of these lasting relationships? Why is there a void I always want to fill.

Looking around, on this hilltop I'm standing on, I'm the only one here.
Maybe the moon is with me.
Trying to teach me what this is all about, and where I'm headed.
Maybe relationships just aren't what I need, and I should know by now that I will never be defined by a relationship.