She - Connections

Connections

Her eyes sting as she brushes away the hot fat tears streaming down her cheeks. She sits reminiscing about the days when she was always surrounded by those special people. She recalls the endless conversations and the late nights, how they would sit with the pretense to study but instead end up laughing into the wee hours of the night.She could share anything with them and knew they would not think less of her. She respected them and watched them grow as individuals while they helped her grow. Two years have passed and so much has changed. She is now in a world where she sits alone all day, waiting for something to happen. The highlight of her days being a walk down to the store. Surrounded by people constantly moving, never have a moment to spare. People who say they care but in reality are silently judging her every move, and she knows. How can she even consider living in such a world? It may be childish of her, and she might just need to accept it, but she’d rather hold on to the belief that there are people out there who care. People like those select few who used to care so much, and still do. She knows that they are just a phone call away, but sometimes that is just not enough. All these thoughts run through her mind and suddenly her phone lights up, it is one of them. And all of her sudden a smile creeps on her face and she knows everything will be alright; she still has them by her side. Their connection runs deeper than blood; they are connected by their souls.