land locked lovers

I came home tonight, and the house was truly empty. I walked down the vacuumed hallway, noticing the void, the lack of clutter. No longer do I have a fellow sugar junkie. I don't have anyone who would avidly watch Harry Potter with me, or sit with me for hours of silence while we're in our own worlds. No late night pizza or In 'n Out runs. Soda and beer, dancing, pumping music in the car. And when I sat down at my computer, I felt just that - empty.

I hate endings.