I am lonely.
Growing up as an only child, perhaps that’s the norm. But that hollow feeling is hard to ignore sometimes. I pleaded internally for friends growing up, and I guess I always had them, but I never felt like anyone cared for me as much as I cared for them. Still feel that way, actually. Always think that if I were to fade into a whisper that said goodbye in my loved ones’ ears, they really wouldn’t hear it.
And if they did?