I.

I.

I struggle to find essence in who I am.

I find myself counting down the days to nothing.

I anxiously think of all the things I need to accomplish.

I wait in quietness, hoping for a tumultuous relationship to start.

I hope every day that things might change, yet dread the inevitable change.

I look around to see people happy and at peace, and wish I was one of those and yet...

I enjoy my unhappiness and find solace in the emotion of sadness.