Thats how you would describe it. Just, quiet. Not really lonely, not really sad, just quiet. You had nothing to say, and if you did, you had no one to say it too. You didn't mind, the stuff you would want to say, you would just write down, or have a conversation with yourself about it. after all, you were the greatest friend you've ever had. If you had you, you would never be lonely, so, why would you need any one else??
You lived that way, for years which seemed like months. You didn't mind it, and you had no one left to push away, so you thought it really didn't affect you. Well, until he noticed.
You, being rather oblivious didn't notice he noticed, and whether you liked it or not he would be changing it. And your quiet existence would ciest toexist
Y/N, which is you, was walking around the campus of your high school. You hear something weird. Like the sound of somebody getting pushed up against the lockers. You recognize the sound. All too well. You turn the corner and see the one person you never wanted to see again.
The one who hurt you. The one who left, and left you broken. The one who let your trust and faith in people slip. The one who let you become lonely. The person who made you happy, but then let you fall and get buried ten feet under. He's the person you didn't feel like seeing. You weren't ready. You don't know what to do. They left, they let you become broken, they let you lose all hope in people, and now he's back. You wish it weren't true. You wish he never would've come back. Will you let them back in, or will you keep them out.