I'm sitting on a bench outside my new room in my new suburb of the new city I am dwelling in. I don't suppose I have ever been this lonely in my life. Burning lights of hope that I will make friends, have fun, make this work... I like this city, I know my loneliness has nothing to do with my location, any town that is not my home town would offer me the same sense of abandonment. It's a waiting game though. I must wait until I get a job, wait until I start studying, wait until I have a proper place to live. I'm assured that the commencement of these various avenues of entertainment will result in friends and lack of boredom bugs in my bed. But until then...
I'm the loneliest lass... and I just have to accept it.
Dear Brisbane,
i love you
I am falling and falling hard.
There is so much I am yet to discover about you but all I have been shown so far is exciting, new and brilliant.
I feel I should tell you though that this is going to be complicated. I’m coming from a very serious relationship and don’t know what, if anything, I am searching for. I wasn’t expecting you; your wonderful sunshine filled smile, your pimming swool eyes, you melt my soul with the burning desire of your heart and leave me sun burnt and smiling.
This won’t be easy, I have unfinished business with an old lover. I need to visit him, talk to him. I owe him this much.
But Brisbane, I will make it work for us.
You have left your sun kisses on my heart
(L)
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