Finally there, you sought out the familiar. Only to find that somehow they had all moved on. In the months you spent alone. In the time you spent finding yourself, somehow, everyone had moved on. Without you. All that time you spent refusing to acknowledge it. Well you couldn't hide anymore now could you? Because there they were. Right in front of you. The product of months spent seeking solitude. You weren't one of them anymore. Somehow along the way, you became the outsider. The enemy. How naive could you be? The world will never wait for you to catch up. What the hell did you do? It was all perfect! Why the hell did you have to screw it up once again?
C.D.
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