A cup of thea, please.

The human mind is a really awkward thing, that and thinking. How does other people think? It is rather difficult to explain how you are thinking. I usually think my thoughts like I hear my own voice when I speak. Does this mean I speak, or think, to myself? All I can hear my voice is saying is that I miss someone special. Location does not matter for me. Our minds go past each other and I would like them to meet. It has been like this for almost a year now, since that day when my hope and dreams were crushed. Well, what more to say is hard to decide. I just erased a lot of writing since I can not erase it from my mind. It is still there, lurking.