It's 3:40 AM...

And I'm cleaning the apartment, because I can't sleep. The drone of the vacuum drowns out the sound of the biscuits baking and the dishwasher running. Then, I flip a switch and silence descends over the room. And I look at the clock. It's 3:40 AM, and I am by myself. And it is at this point:
When I realize that I'm pretty lonely.
When I realize that I'd love to have someone telling me to come to bed.
When I realize that what I want out of life might not make me happy, but will make me fulfilled.
When I realize that behind all the bluster and the bullshit, the little lies and the big ones, the thoughts and the dreams, I'm vulnerable.
When I realize that I need someone else.
Someone I don't have.

Thoughts in verse:
I'm standing here
Staring off into space
Some random direction
Waiting
Wishing
Hoping
Hurting
Forgetting
Only to hear the sound of your voice
Remembering
Pain


I feel: =[ So very alone.