supposedly

i'm here.
somewhere.
where i used to be.
well, not exactly.

a place so familiar and odd at the same time.
i sit in my lonesome.
body freezing in the cold. muscles numb.

i want to be here. stay for a while.
stay here for good? should i?
maybe. maybe not.

a place that sortof felt like home.
familiar faces greeting me as if we're family.
the halls are empty. vast space stretch into nothingness.
am i alone? again.

i want to be here. this is where i belong.
supposedly...