Messed.

I don't know why it's like this.
I only know I miss you guys. So much.

The whole house is dead quiet. I could hear a pin drop.
The radio is on because that's the only sort of human voices I'll be able to hear.
I don't want to go to sleep because that would entail a period of silence.

I pretend I don't care but deep down, I don't know what to do anymore.

Tomorrow, everything shall be back to the way it would be.
Everything, as per normal.

The radio's playing Corrine May's song. It's not me to actually take note of song lyrics, but this song, this song is too beautiful to go unnoticed.

Everyone needs a friend to hold
When it's cold outside
And there's no place to go
Everyone needs a friend to hold
All alone I cried
There was no place to go
I remember when nobody cared
But you...