The rush, the joy that everyone else feels.
Except me.
Alone
And
Lonely
I watch from the sides, while everyone else is dancing and singing. I draw, just like every artist in the world, I like my time alone.
Alone
But
Not
Lonely
There's a difference between alone and lonely.
When you're alone, there's nothing nearby you. However you are content.
When you're lonely, there could be thousands of people right by your side and you could still feel empty, like somethings missing.
I'm lonely, but not totally alone. Just on the sidelines.
I draw happy people dancing and cheering. They laugh. I watch them have fun without me. They really don't need me around.
"What are you doing out here by yourself?"
I looked up and saw the most unlikely person to ever care for someone.
ChloeI don't think she's bad, she's terrible.
Until now.
"Hello? I asked you a question, answer me."
"I don't like dancing." I replied, hoping she would leave me alone.
"Well to bad, this is a class graduation party, you like, have to dance or else my daddy will hear about this!" She continued.
Did she really care? Maybe she wasn't as bad as I thought.
"C'mon Nathaniel! Let's go dance together!" She said, excitedly, dragging me along.
Maybe I'm not that lonely after all.