It's when the night falls that the staggering difference between solitude and loneliness becomes evident. You could be amongst all the crowd and chaos in the day and wander around, and not care a bit. You could enjoy being the unknown faceless traveler. It's when the night falls and lights dim, and the sky has an orange hue over your head, loneliness starts to creep in. The silence becomes deafening, memories of the bygone days erupts in your mind and your thoughts shatter in the emotional turbulence. You sit down and wonder listening to the only sound that you could hear. The wheels of your train, grinding against the metal tracks, much like your memories against your present day void. I wonder, is this a blessing or a curse? To be able to love, lose and yet live; To remember everything so deeply. To be alive yet to die a little everyday.

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