At Five pm in the afternoon I went out of work.
Another draining day has pass by.
I walk through the streets, full of people, noise, happy faces.
But why can't I smile? Why am I sad?
When I closed the door behind me, my cold body seek the bed and warm sheets.
When my head hits the pillows, my tears started to fall.
Is this how its going to be? I'm all alone and feeling empty.
My body longs to feel, another heat and comfort from a human behind me.
Someone to cuddle, someone to tell me its going to be okay.
That is all what we want right? contact, human contact makes everything feel okay.