What I Feel

What I feel is confusion. It is sadness, and a longing. There is disappoinment, and there is hope.

Confusion arises when the day is good, and the moment is sad. Longing sinks in when she breathes indifference. Disappointment overwhelms when efforts are not reciprocated. Yet there is hope, in the form of adventure.

I want to run away. I want to seek meaning and connection in new places. The remedy seems to sit in the heart of adventure, needing only courage. It is a temporary measure, of that I am aware. The human condition does not care.