Album: Dev OST
Dark outside save for the darting fireflies that are headlights and the regimented yet weary parade of street lamps; garishly-lit inside a bus full of strangers: why is it that I never feel lonelier than in the course of a long bus ride, late in the night?
I thought of one who won't mind keeping me company during these long commutes, but immediately ejected from my mind as theirs would never be the company I crave.
Would I really prefer abject loneliness to having someone I don't want?
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