Loss

Sunday, 22/12/2009


There is something nagging at me but I dunno what. Like an empty space calling for my attention, it just perpertuates itself, spreading out, consuming my focus, my being. I really dunno what is it.

An empty space which used to be filled up with doubts, but also laughter and comfort.
It's eating at me.

Why is the human heart so capable of having so many compartments, each with such mixed feelings, that one does not know his/her direction?

I am lost. Lost in happiness, in sorrow; lost in thought, in confusion, in me.