Unadulturated Melancholy
Do you ever get the feeling that you're not really, truely loved?
Because I'm really starting to feel that way.
The people that I've considered friends, for so long that I can't even remember. They're mostly the one's that I'm feeling... I don't know what the word is. Alienated? That sounds too dramatic, but I suppose it will have to do.
You know... I've been back in Allen for, what is it, five months now? And sure... in the first couple of weeks that I was back, I go to see everyone, and we all hung out, and it was good times. They would call me, or I would call them. It was wonderful. The reason why I came back in the first place.
But no one calls anymore...
The only people that I see are the people that come over to the house. But it's sad, because even though I like to consider them my friends... we're pretty much strangers. We don't -really- talk to eachother. No... they come over to see the people that live in the same house that I do. It feels like really all they're doing is tollerating me.
That's a pretty shitty feeling. It sucks.
Hopefully though, I can get past all of this. Sometime in the future, I'm going to be leaving Allen again. I'll be leaving the Greater Dallas Area, to be more specific. And I'm never going to move back here. But you know... that'll be fine, really. I mean... I was gone for six months, before. What's six years? *shrug* Oh well... I'll see y'all later. Fare thee well.
Because I'm really starting to feel that way.
The people that I've considered friends, for so long that I can't even remember. They're mostly the one's that I'm feeling... I don't know what the word is. Alienated? That sounds too dramatic, but I suppose it will have to do.
You know... I've been back in Allen for, what is it, five months now? And sure... in the first couple of weeks that I was back, I go to see everyone, and we all hung out, and it was good times. They would call me, or I would call them. It was wonderful. The reason why I came back in the first place.
But no one calls anymore...
The only people that I see are the people that come over to the house. But it's sad, because even though I like to consider them my friends... we're pretty much strangers. We don't -really- talk to eachother. No... they come over to see the people that live in the same house that I do. It feels like really all they're doing is tollerating me.
That's a pretty shitty feeling. It sucks.
Hopefully though, I can get past all of this. Sometime in the future, I'm going to be leaving Allen again. I'll be leaving the Greater Dallas Area, to be more specific. And I'm never going to move back here. But you know... that'll be fine, really. I mean... I was gone for six months, before. What's six years? *shrug* Oh well... I'll see y'all later. Fare thee well.