It was easy for him to get lost in his mind.
Walks down empty hallways in his head,
Always landed him back in the same room.
The one where he noticed his solitude in his house.
The hallways were lined with the pictures of his youth.
He saw a laughter that was lost long ago,
Pierced by the angst of the years past.
But in his mind, there was also his vision of what could be,
Of what would be.
But here is where he'd get distracted....

... was I talking?