I could be on my way to a pub, to watch a pub quiz. To try to be social. But no... even if we ignore that I was a bit sick yesterday and on Tuesday...
I can't do it. I can't go to a place where all these people have fun with their friends and loved ones. I can't. It's as if each day makes me feel more alone than the day before; one more day of loneliness, of constant yearning for *her*, for even one friend. Anything than going days on end without speaking to anyone face to face. Knowing all the time that *she* is out there living *her* own life, a life with friends and -what kills me at the moment the most- a loved one.
Why do those I find perfect for me are ones out of my reach? Is this what everyone has to do; to settle for someone else and secretly wish they were with the some other? If so, why bother at all?
