Alone

That’s the thing about loneliness, you know? It doesn’t matter that on the outside someone looks happy. You can never tell.

It’s what’s on the inside that matters; and what goes on in the inside, being so personal, is almost never shared with anyone else.

I was just thinking about this the other day, while chatting with friends. The talk was all superficial, you know what I mean?

All “you heard about…” or “you know about…”?

I had suddenly wanted to get away from it all; to disappear. But I couldn’t. I felt horrible inside.

And yet, there I was…

laughing.