There are similarities between us, you know. We look the same when we’re waking up from sleep, when we’re falling into a dream, screaming into a nightmare. We look the same when we smile into the camera, detesting the lightning flash. We have the same eyes when we look away into the horizon, the lost, beautiful ones. The same lonely face when we walk home into that same old darkness, the walls worn out with words that bleed the paint. We hold the same heart inside, the same beat keeping us alive, the same rhythm putting us into this misery every single day. We’re together in this, love. And we’re alone.