Lonely Before Midnight is a Bad Place to Be
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It's truly amazing to me how easy it is to feel lonely when you're surrounded by people. Some days, I feel like I would give anything to have someone around, ANYONE, and then when I have people around, I still can't shake the lonely. The people that are there are the ones I love, and cherish, and believe forever beside, but still I feel like I need to just go. Sadly, I know there's one place in particular I would go if there was nothing stopping me, and that makes me feel a little ashamed of myself. You ever think you really wanted something, and then convinced yourself you didn't, only to wake up 2 years later thinking... What would have happened if I had just taken the left hand turn instead???
Sometimes I feel like that. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not unhappy with anyone in my life, and I haven't fallen out of love with anyone if that's what this sounds like. I have simply become unhappy with my life in general, and have seem to have fallen out of love with myself. There was a time when I would make up stupid little songs just because it felt good to sing.. Completely nonsensical things, but dammit, they were funny, and made me smile. Now, I'm lucky if I'm singing along to the songs that already exist in the world. That makes me sad. I wonder what inside of me changed. What made me feel so different from myself. I sometimes think I should blame the friend. Someone who made me look at myself, and see what I didn't want to see. Usually, I feel grateful for this, but I've since learned that if you look far enough into your flaws, eventually, you can see nothing else.
I don't know why I get this way some nights. There are people I want to meet and places I want to go, and ironically, all of those people I want to be around and talk to are guys. I cling to these men like they are the last people on the planet. Not in a sick romantic or sexual way, but in a rock of my world sort of way. Ironically, long distance friends have always been my constant. If you've never touched or talked to a person, you can't possibly know what your missing, and you can't possibly be sad. I'm 20 years old, and have hardly met the people I wanted to meet in my life...
I have time, I guess.