The hardest thing of being sad is the fact that we don't have a place to go. No matter where you go the emotion will still be with you waiting for that moment to hit you and fuck your mind. No one to talk to. No one to talk to who can understand you- who wouldn't feel the responsibility to make you feel better in an instant. No one who understands that this pain needs to be felt. No one who knew that we will get through this... we just need to vent it out. No place to go. No place where the feeling can't reach you. No one to talk to. No one to talk to who wouldn't respond but instead listen.