Everyone is moving on.
Even the ones I thought would never leave.
They are.
I watch them from my window.
They all leave.
Leave. Leave..leaving..gone.
I hate being alone.
I dislike- no loathe feeling alone.
I despise knowing nothing could change this.
I'm stuck.
Like a tongue to an ice pole.
Or a student on a test they didn't study for.
I'm stuck. I feel sticky.
I feel cold. Chills run over my body, making me feel tingly.
Music plays in the background, a sorta airy sound.
I use to use music to not feel scared or alone.
But just like everything, and everyone else.
That feeling has left.
Gone.
Gone.
Going.
How to live anymore?
What to live for anymore?
I wait, and wait. Nothing.
I continue to look, glance, stare, glare, at the window.
Worrying, fearful, alone.
They're not coming back. Never, ever..
I wish they would. I wish I could smile, and dance like everyone else.
But even now, knowing I might not live another day, I still am using all my energy for self pity.
Going.
Going.
Still ******** going.
Just come back! Just don't leave. I know I screwed up, and I know I'm a disapointment.
I know I'm not funny, or make you laugh, or say the right things.
But I need you.
Come back.
Gone.
Gone.
Gone.
Every thing must come to an end. Even me. Leaving, going, waiting, done. I'm gone.
Gone like an end to a year, and end to a day, and end t a life.
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