alone used to be getting lost in the grocery store when you were 5 and frantically searching for your mother
alone used to be hiding in the darkest, most frightening corners so you'd win hide and seek
alone used to be getting picked last for the dodgeball(more) team in the 7th grade
alone used to be sitting by yourself at lunch freshman year for 59 days until that other quiet kid approached you and you started talking about that one band.
alone used to be crying in bed because you're 16 and never been kissed or loved, or even noticed.
alone is still all of those things
even when there are people around you
laughing with you, listening to you
all 7 billion of us are all here
you're surrounded, suffocated almost,
by people who feel just the same as you
we still barricade our minds because who the fuck would agree with with anything you'd have to say?
well there are 7 billion people so
i've been choosing this
over everything i've ever known, everything i've ever
known has really been nothing
but i've been thinking that maybe
(more) it could blossom into
he's not getting in the way of things!
okay, that was a lie
he's all i think about.
i'll settle for your kind words and gentle truths
but i need more
maybe that was greedy
but i think i've suffered through enough
to know that i deserve something that will make me
want to spin around in a cliche field of flowers
i wish you were here
now i know why everyone says that distance
is a big old bitch
distance isn't just a bitch,