Absence of Weather

[elasticnerves]

Wow, New York. You know how to work your melancholic magic on me very well. I won't lie...it has been quite the odd thing not having you around for two months. Even my veins felt slightly off. Something was missing, but couldn't quite place it. The confusion. The absence of routine. It's so easy to allow it all to hit you at once. I already feel as if I don't belong in this space anymore.

I am me. I am me. I am me. This world is waiting and I am no longer waiting.