Me.

Dim Lights.

I've got a hundred people walking around me, and ten of them are whispering sweet nothings in my ears.

Yet I find myself feeling distant. Amidst all this cheer, something isn't in its place - and I feel lonely without it. These walls have seen too much of me - I'll have to leave them soon.

Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:06 PM  

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