He echoed back to me as he vanished into the dark.
His figure blending in with the shadow.
I waited to see his return, but nothing.
So there I stood, in front of the bright lights.
Pig tails twirled in the wind, as animals circled round.
Laughter filled every crevice of the air.
There I stood.
Alone in the sea of love.
Waiting in front of the gleam.
Waiting in front of the Carousel.
