Nothing but a silent cry

There is time in life when you just don't know what is wrong. Everything is just right how it should be. Everything seems to be find.You just can not explain how that annoying feeling comes strikes in a very unexpected way possible.

It just doesn't feel right but you don't know what it is. And..this shit moment and time what I need most is a warm and tight hug from a woman who sends me to this unpredictable world of shit.
I miss her so bad..

Early this evening after finishing my class, I walked by the lake at the uni. The weather was just perfect. I heard a man playing his guitar in the dark. he was all alone. And I know he must feel it the same way, but he plays guitar instead of crying under the dark sky of August.

I stopped for no reason and took a a sit in a sudden stream of tears that fell on the ground. I recall my life in the past months Remembering all the decisions I have made and wondering how it may end up. Thinking..thinking.. and I thought I should go closer to that man who played guitar under the dark sky by the lake. Then I sat there, silently, listening to every slow pitch he played in silent cry of August. I looked up at the wide open sky. I screamed in silent and turning myself down. How I could I be so ungrateful?? It is all so perfectly designed, but I cried?

I then wiped it all. I took a deep hard breath and stood.. I walked those path down again heading to Duhig. How I love this building. How it turns any feeling into academically organized.

No matter how scattered my feelings and my days are, in this place, I feel warm.. Literally warm and comfort. So many nights and I don't bother counting.

And so many nights it becomes a place where me.. and nothing... turns into a silent cry...