Handle

It's funny how we human works, you throw everything at us, we learn to adapt according to that, cold, warm, viruses, pandemics, wars, but we can't handle our own emotions, our won inner beings. It has been weeks, but I'm still not used to this loneliness, infact, it has only worsened. Tomorrow's my drive and I just want to crack it, but I doubt I can crack it, I was swarmed by memories today, it is starting to affect my life now. It's bad, but how desparate am I waiting for messages from someone that may never even arrive.