Oct 2012
I wonder what its like to be alone,
i wonder what is like to to come back to my home and eat dinner alone, to sit up late into the night in silence writing on my own. To wander the streets for hours with no one waiting to phone. Open to options that are all my own, with the thoughts of just one, no one else to console. oh how i wonder what it is like to be alone, on my own.
i wonder what is like to to come back to my home and eat dinner alone, to sit up late into the night in silence writing on my own. To wander the streets for hours with no one waiting to phone. Open to options that are all my own, with the thoughts of just one, no one else to console. oh how i wonder what it is like to be alone, on my own.
