Many of us are slaves to our minds. Our own mind is our worst enemy. We try to focus, and our mind wanders off. We try to keep stress at bay, but anxiety keeps us awake at night. We try to be good to the people we love, but then we forget them and put ourselves first.
Drunk… & missing someone.
That’s the worst, ya know?
Feeling perfect, but at the same time feeling lonely.
Even if your not alone.
I mean I’m with a great friend, yet it doesn’t matter.
It’s like your soul craves that one soul at all times.
That one soul that makes you feel alive.
That one soul that has never been more comfortable to sleep with at night.