The closet won't contain them;

I loved you so completely. All I had wanted was to feel that love returned.

When I worked as a server, I would always think about the parties of people. I'd serve a 6 top of friends and wonder how that happens for people. How do you essentially obtain a group of people, that's not family, to have dinner with. I would always think I would never have that. I'd never have a group of people that would invite me. I'd never have that. It's not really ever something I would dwell on. I just accepted that my life wouldn't turn out that way, I isolate at times, I'm weird, I'm socially awkward, whatever. I just figured I'd never get to have that experience, I'd never be liked enough.

I have a life I love, in a city I didn't choose. Almost ten years have gone by, and I have a lovely life I curated. People I love, jobs that fulfill me, cats to come home too. Surrounded by lovely friends, familiar faces, a routine.