loneliness

I'm not sure if anyone knows the true sense of the word alone. It's a scary feeling that I'm quite too comfortable with. I hate it, but I don't hate it. I think I may hate it more when I leave because then I'll truly have no one.

I don't just feel alone because I have no one around me but because of the things said to me to make it impossible to feel otherwise.

I don't know what I'm doing anymore.

A coma might feel better than this...

Without you here I'm less happy. I have spurts of joy but it doesn't last like the kind I had with you. Grinning from ear to ear uncontrollaby. I felt like I had finally found who I was looking for, then it all disappeared.

The pain I feel now is overwhelming, I don't know how to not compare you to other guys.

I don't know how you're doing, what you're doing and the thought of this completely consumes me. Especially at night, and in the mornings. They're the times we spent most together but are now just empty and routine.

Why did you do this? It's a huge void I can't fill.

#7

I'm so damn sick of being so god damn fragile. So forgotten.

Side swiped. Day and night.

#6

I'm not sure how I've lasted this long.