Sometimes, I feel... Alone. Surrounded by people yet, so alone...
I feel I have forgotten how it was to have a proper conversation where I wouldn't be tensed up making sure I said all the right things, or not saying anything at all.
I keep silent, because I fear judgement, and now I can't remember at all...
Was I always like that, or did I have a chirpier past...
Sometimes I really want to talk, but I hold back...
"People may be busy, your stories are boring, there is no need to share, no one cares..." I tell myself all the time...
And I end up not even knowing how to start...
The fact is... I miss the people I used to talk to...
And now we don't see each other...
Not even a simple "Hello"...
I miss you...
I really really do...
But then again, would you really want to hear from me...