It’s more lonely to be in a crowded room than it is to be alone. To have an array of connected souls laid across, distant from yours. Almost as if there’s some sort of barrier that stretches between you and others, isolating you.
Each of them indulges in their own conversations creating a hubbub around you, and almost like a rash on your arm it becomes a nuisance; how loud it gets. Overbearing distortions of voices layered on top of another screaming at you as if to rub it in your face.
It feels like the world has an inside joke that you’re on the outside of. Making you a spectator.
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HIII so this is the first thing from the anthology, 'the flower diaries' which I wrote in the last few months of 2023! I will be releasing them in a random order though not really synchronous to the draft I have.. but anyway I hope you guys liked this one!