Why is the night so lonely? Is it the feeling of insignificance when gazing up at the vast emptiness of the heavens? Is it the falling away of the day's distractions, leaving you with only the realization of opportunities lost, mistakes compounded, and dreams shattered? Is it the tears upon your cheeks, hidden in the daylight, but now pronounced by the crumbling yellow light above the bathroom mirror? Or is it the sounds you hear in other rooms, that trick you into thinking she is still with you, that your life really isn't a bad dream, before you remember that you are alone? Finally you realize why the night is so lonely. It is dark. It is cold. And it will last the rest of your life.
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