1/31/12

but the window is open

I feel so incredibly lonely.

Maybe it's the packing and the turmoil.
Maybe it's the lack of sunshine starting to choke out the happy chemicals in my brain.
Maybe it's the change.
Maybe it's the nonstop missing.
Maybe it's the unfinished love.
Maybe it's the wanting.
Maybe it's the lack.

Or maybe it's some horrible, fucked up combination.