I tried explaining them why I am sad. Nothing came out. Perhaps I didn’t understand it myself. And that’s when they all start talking, saying I am not alone.
I know I am not alone but right now I feel like a shooting star. Everyone looks at me, acknowledges me but I am destined to fly with other stars which aren’t like me. They don’t understand me. And they don’t even try.
It hits you now right? That being alone and being lonely is not one and same.