melancholy night
And so the night goes on and, for some reason, I have lost all my good humour. I am tired of the incessant cold which has seeped into my bones so i no longer feel I can get warm at all. And I can't help thinking that he would've kept me warm. If he'd had the courage to stay with me, to find out if this fairytale love of ours could have a happy ending, he could've sat by me tonight and warmed me. I would not be feeling as I do now. This loneliness is almost intolerable. I urged all my friends on facebook who have partners to kiss them...really kiss them and appreciate what they have. Once in a relationship we very quickly start taking things for granted. If I ever find myself in another relationship I will try my best not to do that. I will try to recall these nights of cold loneliness where kisses are dreams that don't come true.