Ever So Alone
We are all ever so alone. Because nobody really operates at the same level as you do. Not to say that there are lower or higher levels, but to say that everybody is so darn unique. Perhaps “level” is not the right word to use here, nor is “operate”. But it is five in the darn morning and nobody cares.
And it’s harsh when you finally piece it together that the person you admired so dearly never really operated at your level.
Everybody is different, maybe ever so slightly, but still is. And we are all ever so alone. Or is “lonely” the word?