Life and Being Lost

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(1 week ago)
It was around 10 pm, and I was heading over to your apartment with three different boxes of pizza sitting in the backseat. I was only headed over at the late hour because I needed to talk, and you, being the friend that you were, said yes.
“I’m about to graduate in a few months,” I say. “The main thing is, now that I’m not with my parents, I don’t know what to do afterwards.”
And I talked about my college life. And all the people that I’ve met. And how, even though all your friends say that one day you will find love, no one seems to be interested in wanting to know you romantically. And that lack of a long term relationship made that sense of loss stronger.
“I just feel so lost. It’s hard to describe, but it’s there.”

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