alone

Even with my friends, I'm alone.

They date. They love each other.

I spend nights of my life that I will never get back attempting to preserve their happiness. I'm the whole reason they're still together. They admit that. But I'm still alone.

I sit around a camp fire as they make out. I leave and they ask me why I left.

I invite them to lunch and end up feeling like I intrude on their date.

I invite one of them to my house and they spend more time talking about the other one than they do enjoying what I want to enjoy.

I have to force my way into their attention in the evening. No one else will text me. Even if I have to force it, they will, and bless them they will do their best to pay attention to me. But their focus is on each other. Not me.

Is it better, then, to be alone with friends, or alone with yourself?

Wyatt_M

VT

17 years old

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