Right here, right now, I am feeling inexplicably sad.
I have literally no one — not one person to talk to, to weep with. No one to ease the ache that is slowly but surely consuming me.
My chest hurts. My body is no stranger to this overwhelming feeling.
I tell myself every single time that it is only temporary and that it will–eventually–go away.
I convince myself that I am strong enough to endure this even though I know it is not true. I am no good liar and my body knows it.
I know I won’t be sleeping alone tonight as I will have the sadness as my company.
But it is not a friend. So I do not wish for it to stay.
I hope that when dawn breaks, it will leave me alone.