Chasing Empty Echoes

The idea of you is fun Just not for the long run Like a firework, you dazzle bright, but fade when the show is done It doesn't take long for the haze to disgrace When I come back from that dopamine high, I ask myself why Your voice echoes through my mind Every time I climb back to that sky Leaving me stranded in the middle of the night Searching for depth in your empty phrases lacking words to describe those beautiful places Leaving me a quiet invite in the middle of the night