there are days that loneliness hangs in the air, slowly settling into the depths of my heart and pit of my stomach.
there are days that i just want to reach out and feel something more than i feel in that moment. more than butterflies, more than goosebumps.
there are days that the tears just rest upon my bottom lashes, waiting to flow, me holding back for dear life like a dam at its brink. wondering why? why? when will this loneliness stop?
i've been feeling lonely so long that i don't even remember a time when i didn't.