The smooth wooden chair on the dining table felt a little unstable this morning as I glanced over the window to my left and noticed the rain pouring heavily outside. There was no one visible that dared to go against the weather and only the smell of my coffee gives me company inside my home. It is like the world has forsaken me and left me all alone. I hate this feeling. The feeling of being lost like a sea of darkness that swallowed me whole, preventing me from breathing, preventing me from being happy.
Even if the sun shines tomorrow, I don’t think I will feel any different. I often wonder what would I feel if you were here watching the rain with me? What would I feel if you were here across the table, drinking coffee and sharing a conversation with me? I think I would be happy. Happy… I haven’t been in that state since we parted. It seems my world ended, the moment I chose to leave you behind.
-random 10 pm thoughts