I want it to stop. I want to hold on to the silence of a world where I’m the only thing in it. And I’m so tired of being alone. I dreamed once of being part of something larger than myself, something that would always support me, something I could never disappoint. I still want that. A hopeless part of me clings to happy endings. I want destiny, and forever, and my name stamped in silver that screams to the universe that I existed, that I mattered.
