Some days I am outgoing, I reach out to friends and make plans. I laugh with them and do slightly silly things. I smile at the boy who's always staring at me and sometimes, there is a skip in my step. Other times I stare at text messages and not reply, I hide behind excuses and don't answer my phone. I snap and recoil until they are forced to leave me alone. And then I suffer, in the silence of my room waiting for someone to reach out. But in the darkness of the night there is only crippling loneliness and I wonder if this void will ever be filled.
