I have friends.

A lot of them.

Fields of them.

I see their shining faces everyday.

Through the internet.

I have friends.

Of course I do.

Maybe I don't talk to them much, but I have friends.

They know that I'm friends with them.

…

No.

I don't have friends.

In the summer I spent time alone.

My phone is always on.

No one calls.

Sometimes I think they forget me.

Maybe because they have better friends than me.

But I'm caring.

I'm loyal.

I send them emails even though they don't reply.

I'm a good friend.

But I don't have friends.

I've never felt so lonely looking at their faces through the internet.

I shouldn't be lonely.

But I am.

So, so lonely.