… an overwhelming sense of loneliness when there are more people around you?

… diminishing happiness as the laughs and smiles became more constant?

… less significant when people make you feel important?

… more detached from reality when it was a clearer picture?

… the air freezing in the hot, humid night?

… the more you drink the more sober you get?

… the more intoxicated you get when you stay away from the alcohol?

… the nicer the words you hear, the more discouraged you are?

… it was all coming apart when everything was united?

… the harder it was when it seems easier?

… the lamer it gets when it is meaningful?

… the more you wanna hide when the more exposed you are?

… you do not belong here when it is a gathering of your own kind?

… you want to know, yet do not want to be known?

… the further it gets when you stand nearer?

… the more everlasting it is when it was brief?

… you were in total darkness when the world is beautifully litted with brilliance?

I did.

When the bland sky was jolted awake by the colourful litters of sparks.

I think it wasn’t quite welcomed.

Or to me, only.

It was almost painful to watch.

A tear fell.

Like the only star, that was frightened by the invasion, and chose to flee.

Flustered, aimless, and could never return.