i think i'm getting better at being by myself.
i really am!
at least that's what i tell myself when the room grows dark and the only one left dancing is me.
i figure if i tell myself that enough times then i'll start to believe it.
that's how it works right?
sunday was hard,
i didn't even realize the toll it took on me until everyone left and it was me alone in the room.
other than that i think i'm fine?
maybe i'm a bit lonely.
it doesn't help that he lives so far away although maybe that's for the best.
they can't see how clingy and annoying i really am.
i think i need to sit down and talk to myself.
i need to figure out why i hate being alone so much.
i think it has to do with the abandonment issues i've had all my life.
i need constant reassurance that they won't leave me and i need to have someone with me all the time.
everyone leaves me in the end,
i'd leave me too.
YOU ARE READING
Behind My Eyes.
Poetrycome pick my mind and stay awhile, make yourself comfortable. it's awfully lonely in here. - inside this book, you'll find five distinct parts: simply me, which tells you almost everything you need to know about me. you, which tells you...