time passing

I've seen her again, on the shuttle.
She is so graceful. The way she speaks, her voice, her pace, the way she looks at you, everything is perfect. Even the way she twists her tongue.

I am exactly the crude product that does not adapt to this society.

I miss him. Where is he? Why doesn't he call me when he got to Los Angeles? Is he back home in another continent already? Is he safe. If some accident happen, I would not know who to contact that knows anything about his family. I suddenly realized the lack of overlap in our circles.
It's so easy to keep myself busy during the day and not think about anyone. But when the darkness closes in on you, I think about how suddenly people come in and out of your life.
I've taken off the ring and the earrings. I don't want to be reminded of someone who is not with me, it only increases my longing to see him and reminds me of his absence.

I wonder if it is both ways, or if I am really taking things too seriously.