The feeling that secretly crawls under my skin and crushes the heart under my chest
How many times a day do you feel that you’re totally alone? Don’t have anyone that really matters or anyone who truly cares?
We all die alone eventually, but does that mean we have to live alone as well?
Sometimes I think to myself that I indeed chose this. If this isn’t the life I wanted, I have no one to blame but me. But I did choose this. I do want this. It’s not that I didn’t expect it would be this hard. I…