And secretly I get a bit jealous of those girls who get asked out by guys in those creative cutesy ways. I… I don’t know. I act like i don’t care, but i feel so much rage.
I like drinking tea alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend;
I realize that even though I like being alone
I don’t fancy being lonely.