So yeah.
As I stood there earlier tonight, I realized something.
A lot of things, rather. Terrible things. Things I must say, things I must do. More importantly, things I must be. And I stared out into the multicolour lights and couldn't help but feel completely alone. The sound of guitar was deafening. All I could hear was my own thoughts and voices of the dead. There was a time when I noticed that I had been standing completely still, just staring... staring...
And here, I still feel the same, yet... a bit more confused.
But one thing I am sure of is that I'm alone...
And that's how it's going to be.
