Wishlist.

Dear God, please just give me my damn best friend back already.

Emotional Refuge.

In having segregated the personal spaces of my life into different levels, there should be an understandment between being physically and emotionally constant into a person's life.

Seemingly enough, i'm.. content. I physically see many of my great friends on a regular basis, constantly occupied and pretty much satisfied. But it doesn't help the fact on coming home and being washed up with so many thoughts without fail. Feels like a void i'm having trouble filling up no matter how hard i try.

To feel connected, to feel understood, to feel different, to feel the having of something, something.. more. Something which wasn't merely on the plain surface of things, something different.

Something i once had, but it's all gone now and i'm a lost man.
Goodnight