I need to start writing on here more. But I’m not sure what to write about. Short story maybe?
I don’t know…
I miss him…. Or do I miss the company? Or what he represented?
I’m lonely. And I’m not okay with it. I get bored easily. And when I don’t find something to do or someone to hang out with, I lose it.
I’m lonely. That’s all there is to it. I don’t like being alone. Do I need to?
I’m not sure anymore.
Off to cry.