So this is how it goes

[sptemberfalls90]

In a mesh,
Of bodies entwined togehter,
Rythm and sweat mix
Yet she still stands alone,
Off rythm,
Isolated.

Huddled together,
In the cold,
Sidewalks full of people,
Clasping hands,
Laughing together
The icicles are her only
Friends.

Jeez, somedays you really just want to cry.