Being home really just reminds me of what I thought had changed. The fact that, as soon as I leave a place, everyone’s lives just go on without me. No “hey! I miss you!” or “you free to FaceTime?”. Not even a fucking text message. Even from my best friend that I consider my brother. As soon as I move, everyone who promises they will stay in touch and they will always be in my life, they’ll fade away too. It happens every time. Every god damn time. Every move, every vacation, every trip I take out of town. All it does is just remind me of how, once I leave, I’m all on my own once more.
















