Waking Up Screaming

Well, it's a nice rainy moment at 6:30 in the morning. Woke up to the sound of my own screams and realized, yet again that no one was in the room with me. It's quite a familiar sting that I'm getting re attached to, the familiar pattern of sinking back into no one being there. But like any other (Yet again single) woman who grows up and starts a life on their own will realize that, yes, it's another morning awake and lost in thought. Lost in thought with a cigarette in hand and a beverage in the other. Where oh where is my brain now?