sent away
Tonight, i have a sense of everything being inconsequential. If i were to write a diary when i am in this state, every page would be filled with doodles.
Perhaps it's the people who seem to have it all, who are having the time of their lives while the commoners like me wish there was a bit more of everything, well you know - time, money and what not. Perhaps it's the people around me who are facing their issues right now, and this reminds me that we are all just angels with one wing and we can only fly by embracing each other. Or perhaps its just the simple longing for that special one by my side, tending to my every need and fulfilling them with tender words and warm hugs.
Perhaps i just miss J.
Perhaps it's the people who seem to have it all, who are having the time of their lives while the commoners like me wish there was a bit more of everything, well you know - time, money and what not. Perhaps it's the people around me who are facing their issues right now, and this reminds me that we are all just angels with one wing and we can only fly by embracing each other. Or perhaps its just the simple longing for that special one by my side, tending to my every need and fulfilling them with tender words and warm hugs.
Perhaps i just miss J.
