I don't focus on happiness enough. Why don't we feel the need to tell that things are looking up? (Espescially after yesterday) 

Dustin took me for a lunch date to PicNics randomly and we walked among puddles of the snow that is finally melting. It's finally coming...

Spring; to come into being, rise, or arise within a short time. 

The sun is beginning to shine and I feel the dark. Utter loneliness behind my tired eyes. I feel the wind, hard on my face. Betrayal, crawling up my spine. The consequences in trying too hard. The consequence in pretending everything is fine. 

Oh, it's just tonight. 

... right?