I think… I’ve been so far away from my friends that they haven’t noticed the change in me. Nothing big or really significant though, just a small change. Before, I always yearned for someones arms to fall into, to love. After being away from my friends for so long and living with this…pain, I long for them. I’m so afraid that this pain would kill me before I’d have the chance to let them know how thankful I am for them. But they think I still chase after others. That hurts more than this pain. I guess some things can’t be helped though. And so I’ll live with this pain and carry it alone.
Sometimes, all I really want is someone to show me that I’m worth fighting for. That my life is of value and I’m not as useless as I seem to believe. Sometimes, all I need is someone who is willing to look past who I appear to be because I’m beginning to believe that I am who my enemies say I am. Sometimes, it’d be nice to know someone is in my corner and not just claiming to be.
A little bit of respect for the Second Robin
I do this annoying thing where I trust everyone. I may not trust them with everything but I trust everyone with a piece of me. I guess it’s a side effect from feeling lonely. The loneliness affects me in a way where I want anyone, anyone to be there. So I give them a piece of me. Never thinking too far ahead and trying not to look back, I blind myself to clear truths. Time and time again I find that not everyone should be trusted, but in neglecting the past, I forget these truths. I set myself up to fall down the same hole time and time again.
I just told my best friend I like his sister. This moment couldn’t be anymore awkward. Oh gosh. The silence makes me want to drive a nail through my head.
I could use your company right now.
even on the empty chair sitting along the roadside, even in the glass I inadvertently picked up to drink water, even in the reflection that is looking at me through a mirror, even in the music that gently sits in my ears, you are there. What now? You must have erased me by now. What do I do?