Loneliness can kill a human.
But I guess I'm okay with that.
I'm already dying.
You see, I'm not physically alone, nor am I lonely.
But, that feeling when you look around a room full of people and realize.
You have no-one.
That lightheaded drowsy emptiness that filled me up completely, was so - so normal.
Because I never truly let it sink in, the fact that I never really had anyone.
To be frank.
When I make eye contact with people who only pretend to know me.
Only pretend to care about how I am, how I'm holding up.
I feel that slight bit more dead inside.
Despite the fact the I reply and say "I'm good" with a fake smile plastered to my face.
I know.
I know that they don't really genuinely care.
If they did, they would know that smile was fake as fuck.
To be honest, even though I'm a liar, I'm glad they don't care.
Again, I'm not lonely, I love being alone.
It comes naturally.
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Who am I lying to?
From your favorite liar x.
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