Tonight, I watched a movie with some of my closest friends.
Tonight, there was limited seating so the smallest of my friends shared the
recliner with me.
Tonight, someone fell asleep in my arms.
Tonight, was both the most comfortable and uncomfortable I had been in ages.
Tonight, I felt warm knowing that someone trusted me enough to sleep in my
embrace.
Tonight, I felt cold knowing that while it was nice holding someone, I wanted
to replace them with someone I loved.
Tonight, I felt lonely in a room full of friends.
Tonight, I felt sick, because two times in 22 years I thought I had found
love, and two times in 22 years I had lost it.
Tonight, I wondered when my search would be ended.
Tonight, I wondered if my search would be ended.
Tonight, I reflected on my past, present, and future.
Tonight, I cried.
Tonight, nothing in the world seemed to make sense.
Tonight, I almost stopped caring.
Tonight, I almost lost hope.
Tonight, I said a prayer.
Tonight, I think it was heard.
Tonight, I will sleep.
Tonight, I will dream.
Tomorrow, I will start again.