That Old Cliche

Laughter was always more happier when shared with more people. And there were so many people, all around her, the laughter seeped into her pores in heady fumes. She was completely surrounded, behind her, next to her, in front of her, faces which smiled and said things she had no connection with.


And she had never felt so alone in her entire life.
The pain of wanting that one specific thing, blocked everything, everyone out.
The realization she would never get it, locked her out of the world, she wasn't sure whether she wanted to get back in.