NO SIGNAL FOUND [RE-WRITING]

i see

you see, i've always craved you daily but when the sun goes down, the simple reflection of the moon caves in and i swear if you haven't heard the night scream, are you really awake?

the clock ticks heavy and i feel as if these walls know my name, after 14,000 years i guess they should. i've been in so many memories and i hope i stick inside of yours.

when the shadow hits my side of the room, a gloom of hazed orange, i imagine it warms me for awhile. my skin ablaze but deep down inside, i can guarantee there are oceans.

the picture frame in the hallway is tilted and turned as if it's wilting away from the moons glow, my house is a phase between loving all things known and hating the rest forgotten.

i always thought we knew everything at one point until you fall asleep and the past days memories shifted to nothing and those fragments mean as much as you do to me.

so here i am, staring down the kitchen sink, blaming you and me and the next door neighbor for letting us throw things at each other, words flying.