Being alone it's like looking through a foggy window on a dark night. Or maybe it's more like being in a crowd of people but feeling all alone. I'm not sure but to me it's an ever consuming darkness that slowly seeps into your soul and takes root like a new flower in spring. Loneliness is so uncomfortable for humans we act unsure and uneasy when the concept of being left alone is thrown out to us. We try our hardest to ignore it but in reality being alone is a common fear all people have. It takes its' roots and slowly digs deeper and deeper every chance it gets. Loneliness is the undoing to most but to me it was a new start. As the darkness closed in my world was no longer lonely anymore

I forgot

But my soul

It remembered

So did i

Few things aren't meant to be forgotten

And cannot possibly be forgotten

To them

A toast

You should carry on

In tears , whispers , heartbeats

Lives , worlds , universes

Seconds , minutes , centuries

Pauses and plays

Skips and resumes

Straight roads and those with bends

Everywhere

Always