family

I don't have a dad or a mom. But I miss my family. As the years pass by I miss them more with each moment. I miss the man I almost married. I miss that family, the one I once thought I was a part of. I wonder if any of them ever think of me kindly. I miss the friends I made in college. I don't know if I'll make more this time, I think I'm too old. I made some friends as an adult. The kind you fall in love with whether you mean to or not. I think they all hate me though, and probably they always have. It's like they are a pack and I'm a different kind of animal. An Outsider. Or maybe I'm just the moon, so far removed and meant to receive only howls and a longing that is unattainable.