For my eyes only

I feel alone. Psychically i am surrounded by people constantly, but mentally, i am the loneliest person i know. I am not sick, I am not poor, I am not uneducated, I should not be feeling the way that i do, logically. Logically, i should be happy but instead i spend my days wishing upon the demise of someone else’s marriage and for what? To have someone fourteen years older who most likely only takes me seriously within the confinement of a car after midnight. 

I am a terrible, lonely person. I deserve this.