"Only the lonely,
know the way I feel tonight..."
I should be going, why did I even come? Pat and her pity-invite. Why the Hell did I think I'd enjoy this, I haven't talked to anyone all night - I've just stood here totally disengaged. But it's not like I've had the best company. Haha. Look at them, everyone an idiot, talking, laughing, living. They don't know anything about any of that - I'm the only one who knows what it's really like. "Tonight on National Geographic, David Attenborough examines the social habits of the modern human." Haha, what a bunch of losers.
"Only the lonely,
know this feeling ain't right..."
Shit, it's Rob. Please don't walk ove-
"Oh hey Rob."
"Preston man, what's up?"
"Oh y'know usual shit. Something cliche like that."
"Tell me about it."
Tell you about it? Pfft. You don't know the first thing about "it" asshole.
"How are you and Patricia?"
"Broke up last week."
"Aw, shit man, I'm sorry"
No you're not. I watched you flirt with her at every bloody party.
"Well, me and the boys are going bowling tomorrow, you should come with. Guys night."
I'll keep out of your man-love club, prick. Thanks. Now go get another drink.
"Sorry Rob, I gotta work late."
"Haha, alright Preston. Hit up the cell if you wanna hang man. Later."
God I need a drink.
"There goes my baby.
There goes my heart..."
Man, what's wrong with me? Do I really hate all these people? Shit am I depressed. I can't even relate to normal people. I'm leaving. Can't stand another minute of this. Car keys, phone, watch. Check. Alright. Here's to you, you happy people, I'm off to sit home alone with another record on. Just like every Saturday night.
"They're gone forever,
so far apart..."
8:00AM. Damn I'm late. Oh shit. I knew I drank too much. Goddamn-it, I can't go to work like this. Might as well sleep it off, Patricia's party is tonight. I need to be on my game. I need to win her back.
"But only the lonely,
know why I cry..."
God, my drink's empty again. What time is it?
"Only the lonely..."
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