It’s almost 2 in the morning and I can’t help but feel lonely. My best friend has a boyfriend and already had her first kiss … but me? Nope – nothing yet, haven’t even had a real boyfriend yet. Yeah, yeah, I’m still young and have my whole life ahead of me blah blah blah. It’s just a desire we all want, ya know? Wanting to feel loved by someone else besides your family and friends. Craving for someone to cuddle with, to call yours, and all the other cliche things couples do in cheesy romantic movies. I wish I had a goofy boyfriend; I wish I had a guy who would finally approach me and want to get to know me.
I just wish I had a boyfriend.
It’s that time of the night where my demons are unleashed. My insecurities are coming out. I can feel my eyes beginning to water. I can feel my soul shrinking. I am beginning to question everything. Basically, I feel like shit at this time.
I should just go to bed and listen to music. The music will silence my thoughts and make me forget everything once I drift to sleep.