Lonely on a Friday Night

I find myself alone on a night like tonight.

It reminds me of that Lady A song "It Ain't Pretty."

Just a sad nostalgic feeling, "watching everybody smiling, laughing."

I expected the meal to taste better.

I guess sometimes meals really are about the company around you.

"It ain't pretty when a heart break."

I'm alone, but I'm not lonely.

Or maybe I am.

I'm not sure what I'm expecting.

Fulfillment. Purpose. An explanation.

12 years is a long time with someone just for it all to end.

I'm still not sure why you couldn't or wouldn't, but I guess I'll never know.

"It ain't pretty when a heart break."

Just a lot of feelings and thoughts twirling around now that I am alone.

Trying to make sense of it all.

Find up from down.

It'll take some time, I'm sure because

"It ain't pretty when a heart break."