by dreamboy
3 years since moving to the city, have a well-paid job and an empty house on-loan.
Yesterday, I baked and I decorated it. I wanted to share with someone close to my heart but... there wasn't someone who I could call over.
This reminded me during my previous birthday. I made a reservation at a fancy restaurant. I dressed up in my tux and coat. I stepped into the restaurant and had my birthday dinner all alone.
I often wonder...
Is that so hard to find someone who would like to spend these little life moments with me? Be it a partner or friend...
At times like this. I get sharp stings inside. I do not actually feel "lonely" lonely, just not exactly in the most comfortable state.