I hate this feeling more than anything. The feeling of being alone. The feeling of knowing I’m going home at night and no one will be there. The feeling of going to sleep alone and waking up even lonelier. The feeling that I have plenty of people that love me and want to make me happy but none of that even matters because I don’t have you. It’s a dark, dark feeling that nobody should ever have to go through. But I am right now. I’m alone.
