Again I return
Staring into the void of existence has done things to me that often times scare me. I can no longer feel the once sweet emotion that came with a crush, more often than not I can not feel anything more than sorrow and emptiness. Is it wrong that I feel happiest when I’m completely alone? A thought for someone who cares I suppose. I’ve always had a sense of calm in the darkness, perhaps this is the life that was intended for me. But if you asked me if I were content with solitude in darkness I would say that I am. Though it is darkness and solitude it’s the most consistent thing I’ve ever had in life and so I’m happier in it. Perhaps happier than most, some may think I’m strange for it but I’d rather be alone than unhappy. I still believe in love strange as it may seem and maybe one day I’ll feel it. Though I am never truly sure if it’s something I want, maybe I don’t... isn’t that a frightening thought? And yet it made me smile, and so I’ll leave you until I return once more.