The day ends as it always does, and loneliness follows - a dark shadow passing over life's little pleasures. It's worst, as often, after evening class. I haven't quite come to grip. Maybe it's the empty basement of the mall the part-time students pass through; their shoes striking the reflective floor echoing far ahead. Maybe it's the scarce crowds, which I can't conceal myself within.
I will search for the end of a rainbow after a cool afternoon rain - in my dream...
2 comments:
hm...
ever notice how its the crowds that make you feel lonely but not when you are totally by yourself?
or maybe its just me....
You know, I still can't figure it out...
mrdes
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