4:04am

There is something incredibly lonely about being awake at 4:00 in the morning. It's too late and too early at the same time.


That is until you step outside. A college town is no city that never sleeps, but at any given hour, at least three or four cars will pass by. Lit windows interspersed throughout the apartment complex. It's safe to say that everyone is up for the same reason. It's an interesting sort of camaraderie, all without even knowing who they are.

Even with this vague sense of unity, I can't help but feel unbearably alone, desperate for some sort of human contact. These are the times I wish I had a boy to come home to. To finish my cigarette and crawl into bed next to the love of my life, as he shifts and wraps an arm around me, pulling me in.

I could do without that, even. All I want is to be able to connect with someone. If I could just talk to someone right now, really talk to them, things would just... they would seem more worth it.

This entry was posted by Soma, on 11.10.07. You can leave your response.