I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with his or her best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.
(Source: buddhacoffee)
i have a lot of things to be happy about and i know i’m so so blessed, but sometimes i just can’t help but feel empty like there’s a gaping hole deep inside my chest waiting and waiting to be filled, to be whole. no don’t get me wrong i’m not depressed or sad, it’s just that this emptiness sometimes consumes me at the most unsuspecting moments and i don’t know how to ward it off. and i think this is stupid so i don’t like to tell people and i blog about it instead.
It feels weird and I feel empty. We went from literally talking everyday to this — nothing.
I miss y- - eh, I can’t let my emotions get in the way. I wish we did the things we used to do together. I hope you’re holding up. I doubt you miss me or anything.
(Source: iskeetedon)
