Chronic

@ Creve Coeur, originally uploaded by TeresaHsu.

It's just like it has always been.
I should've already got used to it.
I should've...but I didn't.
It attacks me without notice and sympathy.
No effective therapy and no precaution, I am exposed to unknown.

I look into windows when I walk down the street to find accompany.
I turn on TV to feel other people's existence.
I let the radio shouting to cover the quietness.
But
when I stand in the crowd
when I leave a party
or when I need a shoulder to cry on
it is there.....

I'm strolling in a frigid air and wondering whether it is gonna end.
Maybe it's not gonna because it's not supposed to...