The realisation of having no one is finally hitting me, I shut myself out completely and spend most my time talking to the sea.
The waves crashing around me used to keep me company, But now my storm has gone, so are the waves.. my life is empty.
Talking with waves is not the same as people, waves will stay when it gets rough but people run away. Which is why the friends i would make, would never know the real me.. in hope they might stay.
Its sad that i live in a world where i couldnt have friends and also be myself. I guess thats the sacrafice i make unless i want to be my oneself.