Its Safer This Way.

i feel it when he looks at me, even more when his head turns away. the averted eyes, fumbling with pens. this is how it will always be. he could never love me. i feel it when they walk by in two's or three's. the flawless skin, hair styled and molded by products. jeans that fit perfectly, books with labels, notes taken in perfect cursive. i know we'll never be friends. because this is how it is. how it will always be. seperated. i crave loneliness. i want to be alone, alienated. i cant hurt them if i dont know them. they can't scar me if i keep my distance. in a moments weakness, i think i know whats best. but i am wrong. it's safer on my own. the sooner i can curl into myself, the safer everyone will be.