I walked home alone today. Meaning, I was away from everyone else and my little brother. Headphones in my ear, music turned up on blast. Song after song, it brought back memories I didn’t want to remember. It brought back thoughts of people I didn’t want to think about. Song after song, my knees got weak. My heart started to get that knot twisting feeling. All these songs hurt, even if they had nothing to do with my relationships with those people, the words that played from the headphones and into my mind hurt me. It brought back memories of an ex-lover, of a best friend and of decisions I knew I shouldn’t have made. Being alone made me realize how lonely my life really is now. I have friends at school, yeah, but its not like they’re the people I usually hang out with after school. It made me realize how easily it was for me to care for people, but how easy it was for them to walk out of my life. I started crying. I didn’t know that if I was to walk into these relationships, that the other person would just get up and leave. 

All I wanted was a friend. All I needed was a friend.