imaginary

Late

Do you know what it's like to be lonely? 
Not the lonely you get when your parents leave the house while you're there alone.
No, the one where you don't have parents, or friend's, let alone anyone to be romantic with.

I'm suffering, constantly. I don't believe in a god, but i did pray i would find someone who would enjoy me as much as i enjoy myself.
Although that isn't a lot, it still would make me appreciate myself more.
My name doesn't matter in this story.
What matters is how i let someone who wasn't even real destroy my life.
But don't worry, it won't be sad, you might actually enjoy this story as much as i did.