Snoopy sighs at 12 am

I considered not writing this as it sounds quite whiny and pathetic but, I’ve always prided myself on honesty and, well…here it is,

I’m deeply lonely. Everyone keeps telling me how excited I should be to have this new beginning but, the truth is, I long for a true friend to laugh with. I’m cheerful all day long, and I love my life..still…

I’m a terribly solitary sort. I don’t invite people in, though they are quite welcome when they appear, and it’s not that I lack truth, I have many. Just nobody who feels like my 2 am.

2 am. You know, that person who won’t stop bugging you because they know you need them, even if you are slightly grumpy and often batshit crazy? The person who leaves you dorky comments and messages all hours of the day and night and fully encourages you to do the same? The person who makes no secret of the fact they love talking to you at 2 am? You know, that person. The one who makes the hard stuff smoother with the sound of their voice.

I wish you could just randomly select someone to see you and understand the spaces between your sentences. They don’t really make ads for that and, if such did exist, lets be honest, it’d probably be a con.

I think I’ve solituded myself into a corner.

Ps. Meh.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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