Too Long for Twitter #2

You never really notice how alone you are until you’re walking in public by yourself, just starring at the couples and groups of friends. You see the boy wrap his arms around the girls waste and go in for a kiss. You see the friends sitting on the bench, laughing at something that probably isn’t funny to most people but it’s hysterical to them. And then you see a version of yourself, sitting on the other bench across the lake, swinging your legs back and forth wondering where everything went wrong. 

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