I blinked, and I blinked

As the room continued to buzz louder with people

Lost in my own self,

Afar from the rest, I was indistinct.

I felt a weirdly familiar feeling, of wanting to find oneself.

30 people and more,

Must be in this very room,

Yet my heart felt stuck in a Great War,

When all it truly wants, is to soar.

Soar so high,

Feeling so wild,

That the 30 people will feel lonely.

Instead of her.

Her heart,

Seemed almost dead,

Felt no happiness or pain.

Just loneliness.

Just as a quick lightbulb flicker,

Right before it makes its decision,

To shine on,

Or come to a stop?

Was the same thought that lingered with her.

The same light that once shone so bright,

Was now slowly fading away,

Every second.