Saturday, November 27

Inbetween.

I want to wake up with someone next to me, and be able to look into their closed eyes and see the sun striking their face, lighting them up. That feeling lights me up inside. It makes my heart feel full and it makes me feel complete.

I feel between places. I'm here in Colorado and no one is here for me. The people I know are scattered everywhere else. Everywhere except here. Why is it so hard to get a hug from someone?

I meant this entry to mean a lot more, but writing is just making me want to cry for some reason.

I don't want to wake up alone again feeling stuck between lost and home.

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