Headaches, Malfunctions, and funny little Skeletons.

Wander lust

It feels like I'm going to spend the rest of my life wandering, looking for friends that are no longer apart of my life.

I have an itch that rattles my bones and a craving that runs my mouth dry- to see a familiar face in a crowd.

It happens almost at random when I glance a little too fast, or I'm not paying attention- his voice will speak to me from 1,000 miles away letting me know he misses me.

And I turn a little too fast, a little too hard and remember that I'm going to spend the rest of my life missing him. Missing her. Missing my friends, the very beings that bring meaning to my life.

I feel lost. Wander lust, unluckily, roaming the world looking for my friends, in different faces knowing it'll never be like it was when I had them next to me.

Wander lust, forever stuck in the cycle that I'll never see them again.

Wander lust, stuck in the mindset of "where did I go wrong?"

Wander lust-

Spending every minute, a thousand miles away, from my friends.