I feel so alone. Up until now I have had many friends to confide in and balanced out my other priorities with them.
Not to say that my friends have abandoned me but now they’re just moving on while I refuse to.
Things were much simpler( I was a lot happier) when everyone was single and I wasnt the matchmaker.
Days like today I wish I had a perpetual motivator to tell me to get off my ass and be a man.
Days like today I think to myself, “when will it be my due? I’ve gone this far alone; how much longer?”
I feel like although I am waiting, I know that I still have to cut a piece of myself to move on. I really want to just give up. I know if I did, I would let everyone down.
And so I still wait for my due.
Not in their tangible appearance but just the way you see them.
From when you first met, they were the most beautiful thing to look at.
At the end, it’s only full of disgust.



