EMPTY

Cold icy breeze.
I close the window.
Holding a cup of coffee.
I let it flow into my body, feels warm and tingling feeling as this vessel hunger for heat.
It's quiet.
Pin drop silent.
Not a single sound can be heard.

So, this is what it feels to be ALONE???????

I didn't realize how needy I am until now.
Not complaining about the solitude.
Not complaining being independent.
Not complaining about lonely.

but

It's empty.

really

EMPTY.

[T_T]