I’m 15. At this age, most people have lots of close friends and go out every weekend and have a shitload of fun.
Then there’s me.
I feel so lonely and I can’t shake this feeling. I have some friends in school, but no one I actually go out with. I used to have three best friends, now I only have one.
My best friend left me. He was the one that said he’d never let me go. I don’t even think he realises how much I need him by my side. I can’t live without him, he was always the one that saved me.
I always seem to fuck up my friendships and I always find myself feeling alone. Everything always falls around me.
“You ran away, you’re all the same.”
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When we need someone with such intensity eventually they must leave us not just for their own good but ours as well.
It hurts but it is a truth.
If we are always standing on the shoulders of another eventually their legs and back are going to give out.
It is the desperateness of the grasping hand that crushes what it tries to hold
They rise and they fall like little nations,
The groups of people who pass through our lives.
Some go slowly, fading like a whisper,
Lost to the groaning winds that disperse them.
Others crumble into ruin when a
Keystone is taken from their foundation.
Some destroyed by marauding invaders
And some we must walk from in exile.
They rise and fall like tiny empires;
Nostalgia making the most ancient shine.