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Nov 01, 2010 - 0 comments

I wish it was as easy to make friends as it is to lose them. I wish that I could meet a genuine good person who can be my friend. I'm so done with the self-absorbed people that love to talk about themselves. One day, I'd like to sit across the table from a good friend and be able to talk back and forth about how our day was or how are things going. I'd like to have someone that would be able to see the hurt and sadness behind my smile. I'd like someone to know when I say "I'm fine," I mean I'm lonely.

As much as I miss having company, I don't need to surround myself with people how really don't care what I'm going through and my words just flow in one ear and out the other.

But I also don't like the silence. It speaks to much of the truth when no one else will. What an depressing thought.


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