Sometimes there's an awful lot that I'm thinking or feeling... things that I may or may not want to talk about, but am unable to, regardless. Sometimes there are questions I dare not ask though I'm dying to have answered... sometimes I'd give anything to will words of mine unsaid.
Sometimes I'm a quiet kind of sad and lonely - not enough to mention... just enough to make me admit it to myself. Enough to make me withdrawn.
Sometimes... like tonight.