Alone.

It was easier in the beginning. Easier to branch out, be social, laugh.

Now all there is…is longing for what was. Harder to accept that the person who was my best friend, the person who knew me inside and out for so long, the person who knew me better than anyone…harder to accept that the person drifted away.

I hope the new place brings a sense of home, because I just feel so lost and lonely.

Posted on July 27, 2011, in Writing. Bookmark the permalink. Comments Off.

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