Another Day

Man, its just another one of those days, you know? Those days where those things that you hole up inside you just release themselves. When that everlasting monotony that you call daily life reaches a point in which you discover how depressing boring and sad your day-to-day basis is. You often find yourself missing what you are missing. In a more direct case, the one you love. Look all around you and you see many individuals besides your own. I find such bleak thought upon the fact that many of them take what they have for granted. No heartfelt realization, deus ex machina, or even an epiphany from above has them figure out how lucky they've got it. Simple proof from a couple days ago show the point from both perspectives. Truly that person is happier with now than before...
More so than naught. Weekly basis of the set examples upon physical encounters vary. The event lies upon a precipice, leaning to one side or another with very little regard of what occurs. Oh so sweet bliss that seems to escape such desire. Tis truly an experience to live as the occurrences that have passed. For an unspecified and forgotten length, happiness was sought in so many places. Though it has been found, is the cost for such happiness the length of time we must wait just to exemplify our time? Everywhere around we see it, everywhere around has reason to cause dismay. You curse, spite, and glare at times, knowing the cost of those and their cause for joy is there to see right in front of themselves. The despair of it all, that cause for dismay and disheartened sense. I can only find one that can relate... the irony of it all. My biggest counsel and one of my closest supports. Such there was a time where feelings were just a quite ways different. We cannot but help to sympathize. I truly hope, wish, and pray that these times in which the pessimism of it all encompasses one's consciousness will pass in soon due time. An incomplete heart longing for its reunion with its other half...such times are too short to behold.