I wish I were good at writing, because I have a lot on my mind and I can never seem to find the right outlet for it. I feel like I could say what I think a million times to everyone I know and none of them would ever understand it.
And I'm not saying this in a sad, look at me, I'm different type of way. I've kind of come to terms with it. But sometimes I just wish there was someone there who I could start my thought and they'd know what I was talking about before I was even done saying it.
I feel lonely. No I don't. I feel alone, but not lonely. I appreciate all my friends and the things they bring to my life, but I feel like I'm always searching for that one missing piece.
I like to be alone with my thoughts and the silence and just take in everything about the way the air feels and the smells it brings with it and the way the sun feels when it touches me or when the wind tickles my skin but I can't help but feel it might be better sometimes if I had that right person to sit there in silence with me or maybe just point out things that maybe I noticed and maybe I didn't but that are important because they seem so trivial.