We have to accept the fact that some people are going to stay in our hearts for a long time, even if they don’t stay in our lives.
Nobody knows the feeling unless you actually have it. The fight with yourself every morning to get out of bed. The mental breakdowns you randomly have. The dark thoughts. The absolutely no motivation to do anything. The laying in bed all day. The anxiety and panic attacks. The no focus. The silent screams and hot tears. The anger. The feeling of helplessness. The feeling of depression.
I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.