The empty feeling. Like something is missing. A piece gone. I fill it with Jesus, and it helps but the thought still remains. They say I am different, but the sad feeling is evident. Perhaps due to the end, or was it just a start? Regrets will be later, along with foolishness. As of now, the disappointment stays.

But I know it is the same as the previous, and there was no regrets then. I do not know anymore.

An acquaintance of sorts.

An acquaintance, previously. Now, a friend, perhaps?

Barely a look, a smile was rare. A playful abusing.

This time; tight, warm hugs were shared. The difference is obvious. Why, I do not know. A wink, a laugh, looks, random talks.

Sometimes, I wonder. But, I know it will never be. Running, and it is gone again. And the empty feeling, stays there and will always be.