really alone in *thoughts*

The worst part of being truly alone is you think about all the times you wished that everyone would just leave you be. Then they do, and you are left being, and you turn out to be terrible company. Alone is never really enough for us humans. We are a species created for each other, which is why we marry, we have kids, we have friends. But no matter what, memories die with the people who surround you. And with them, the stories die as well. To be alive is to be missing.