There's this thing,
This thing I've been meaning to write.
I don't really even know where I'm going with this.
All I know anymore is this feeling without a name.
I feel here,
But not really.
I feel happy,
But not really.
I feel hopeful,
But eh, not really.
The only thing that is a constant anymore is you.
You're always there for me,
Even when I feel the feeling without a name.
You guide me through to the light,
And I would give anything.
Anything.
Just to be in your arms.
In the arms of a person with a name.
Tyler.
