A large, vast ball fills within, as the pain from the wreckage continues to reside. A grand sensation of emptiness and loneliness floods in- Evoking an even greater amount of melancholy and blurred lines.
Yearning to return to the past; where the grass was greener, the sky was clearer, the doors were open wide, and the telephone lines were unhindered.
Wishing to be rid of this nostalgia and live in the moment, once more. Prior to the large loss, that created an awful sore.