fill my cup with tea.

i dont know

what has

gotten into

me.

or why

i feel

so alone.

i go, and i notice

places.

i know where

to exactly go.

but

i still feel

so alone.

people leave

they come and go

i understand

this

fact.

but, i

still

feel so

alone.

maybe its how

everything

here

reminds me

of you.

and you're not here.

i wish i could

just go

somewhere

completely new.

again.

and it won't remind

me of anything.

but nothing really matters. I'd be running away from my feelings, and eventually the same would catch up to me.

but, i like running.

i find new things.

& it makes me happy.