ayumi527

You wake up on a cloudy day, nothing's waiting for you, you don't even get dressed and do nothing all day. It's another lonely friday with the weekend ahead. Each day is nothing to look forward to. You wait by the phone for that one special call, for someone to talk to besides the wind. It occurs to you that your life is nowhere, you have no one to call, no one to care. As you listen to the crows, and shudder at the thought of cold, a tear escapes your eyes. Where is the silver lining? How could you be abandoned? Where is the world they promised? Why are they gone? There is no one there to tell you. With every thought