I am alone.
I live alone. I eat alone. I sleep alone.

I know 4 people.
4 people with whom I sometimes communicate.

My mom is one.
A former coworker another.
A Tinder match from a year ago.
An old flame from high school.

I only see my mom. The others just text.

Friends come and go.
But for me… no one stays.

I’m alone.


A loner.


3 thoughts on “Loner

  1. Me, too. Mostly by choice. Any time I get close to someone I seem to fuck it up somehow, so I just stay in my own little bubble and take care of my kids. Peopleing is hard.


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