I'm just floating. Getting lost in the tambles. Nicking the skin with the stray branches.
I stayed up pratically all night last night. Why? Who knows. Because it was there. Because I had two coffees at the bookstore last night and was running on sugar and caffeine. I don't know. It seemed a good idea at the time, but as we all know, those never work out well.
My eyes feel loud. Like everytime I blink I hear it and feel it everywhere.
It's strange.
It stuck me last night that I am incredibly lonely. Don't get me wrong- I fill up my days with all the right stuff- movies, books, tv, music, writing, games... etc. But deep down, I'm just aching and hollow and I miss companionship.
There's nothing I can do about that.
I need to sleep. But I won't.
I need to laugh and have a good time and fall in love and do all those other things people do.
But I won't.
Love is too precious for a heart like mine.