THE MISSING PIECE

I am beginning to feel damn lonely these days. Weekdays tantamount to grilling, weekends plain.
When I wish to talk to someone, no one is there.
Sometimes it's only me and the computer.
Sometimes it's the bed.
Sometimes it's the vacuum.
Sometimes it's the papers. But it wont be for long.
It seems like only the ball is there for me.not even -
Something's wrong somewhere.
There's a big jigsaw puzzle missing.
I dont sense it, feel it.
What's wrong? What's wrong. Am I miswired?
Frankly, I don't think so.

Just because my heart still tells me the same thing.
I just feel that something needs to be done.

every 7 days, you can only look forward to that 2 hours to unleash and liberate yourself
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