Night time always seems worse.

I can distract myself in the day, there's always something to do or see, people around and general busyness but at night there's too much silence, too much space for thoughts and too much anxiety about a future alone. There's nobody to tell that too, nobody that gets it anyway and nobody to hold you when sadness calls again. I watched the sun rise, the sky is pink and purple. All kinds of beautiful. It should be a lovely day but it will be another day without you. I will be alone forever, because nobody will ever be as great as you were.