A meal becomes a banquet when you eat a lone.

I feeling of emptiness comprises my soul...my whole being without reserve.
A feeling that I guess comes with the shirt of the seasons.
My summer was ever so blissful, despite the here's and there's I had an incredible support systems that refused to see me fall.
It was EPIC...almost like love at first sight. I never felt such a great feeling to be surrounded by old and new ppl who wanted to see me do well.
With this summer came hope that the rest of the seasons would follow suit.

With the Fall approaching...and the temperatures drowning...I feel as if a lot of that is dissipating. I feel as if that support system is dwindling and what was once accessible is only denied through sorrowful reason.

I can't hope for the world to beckon at my feet and always be there for me when I call, but I let my imagination run too wild...my expectations took a toll for themselves...and now I have to deal with looking at things in another light..a slightly darker shade. My support system and strength is there...but not to my avail
The calls I would wake up to and fall asleep with will come upon avail and never when you expect it.

But the one piece of support that took me by surprise...that formed into a friendship...deep trust..a constant flood of happiness is starting to feel faint. Which brings me down...an aspect of a friendship that allowed us to grow fonder and closer now feels like thorny roses.

Winter is coming around...