nomad

Tonight, I want to fall in love with a stranger.
Don’t ask me why or who or how. Don’t tell me if it is right or wrong, simple or touching the extreme ends of complexity. Just don’t. I perfectly understand that for you or anybody, this might sound ludicrous but tonight, like all nights, I want to fall in love with a stranger.
And I’ll give him all my love.
I am made of bits and pieces of the thousands who’ve reached me.
I am not a sole traveler, therefore.
Because inside me, beat all those thousand hearts.