I dread going to bed at night because it means that soon another day will begin, another day just like yesterday.It is always the same, I try not to let anyone see how I really feel inside. Everyone would treat me as if I was crazy if they knew how tired I was of being alone and of life in general. I have always told myself that I would never fall in love, but it happened a few months ago. But I ended it almost as soon as it started because I could not believe she could really love me. I know that yes she may have loved me but I also know that in my mind I would never really believe it. Since then all I really do is think that if this is the best that my life is ever going to get then I just wish it is not a long life.