I don't think I'm alone in this. I can't be alone in this. Are you telling me that you can't feel it? She trusted someone. That someone betrayed her. I know this, even though we've never met. She's just another girl on just another subway. Just another heartbreak I'm stuck with. I want to go up to her and just hold her; tell her that it's going to be okay, and that there will be other guys, but I know she wouldn't believe me. I want to tell her that I know exactly how she feels right now, because I feel it too. I know that emptiness all too well. Something was there inside her, and now it just...feels...gone.
I...hate...this
I hate knowing strangers better than they know themselves. I hate feeling everything everyone around me feels. I hate being in crowded places, where I can feel my heart and my brain swirling with the multitude of hidden emotions. I hate going to parties and being drunk as soon as I walk in the door.
I
wonder if anyone else feels my hate. I
wonder if others are as
disgusted as I am with all these
transparent lies and
half-hearted expressions.
I don't think I'm alone in this.
I can't be alone in this.