music in the night

It's one of those nights, when loneliness engulfs me and yet I shun company, preferring instead the relative solitude of my room where I can be me, and not the person people perceive me to be. I've lost touch with this side of myself, and I miss it.

The dull aching in my heart is a constant reminder of the hollow within, devoid of God, and of love. Of course this is all my doing, and it's nobody's fault but mine. My life's made up of a series of imperfect and sometimes outright bad decisions, and this is the price I'm paying.

Nobody's one-dimensional, but we see what we want to see.

Here's a nice picture though:

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