Alone But Not Lonely

I wake up in the morning to find myself alone again. Only me an empty hallway and the ghost of you. Old memories fly throught the room,filling the air with a strange sense of company. Trying to forget i run throught your escence getting to the same starting pint. Where i once thought happyness was. I wake up again in the morning of my life. still alone. but never lonely again. JUAN ONATE.