Big boy rooms

There is something about an empty place that has an old feel to it. Hallucinations almost, perhaps about the future or maybe just the present and the marry go around of philosophical thoughts that have nowhere to go except take up space of useless wisdom. So you let it be and think of final heart breaking thoughts so HOPE disperses and you are free. Though utter loneliness and hopelessness drowns you, you won’t cry for you were loved for a night.