I hate to say this, but being alone is like what we needed and no need.
Between those, barely had I cooked some feeling of emptiness.
Nights ate me intenesly deep and days are harder than I thought.
Everyday awake with what time and what I should do today,
work as same as the to-do-list says,
try to sleep with head full of drums and beats.
I need a rest.
Or somewhat somewhere who wants to be my shelter.
Support, affection and love.
a personal touch.
More than enough.