Looking friends

Sometimes I wonder what it feels like to have a true friend. Every day I see people laughing together, sharing memories, and supporting each other, while I walk alone. I've tried to be kind, to start conversations, and to fit in, but somehow I still end up by myself.

The hardest part isn't being alone—it's feeling invisible. I don't need hundreds of friends. I just wish for one person who would ask, "How are you?" and truly care about the answer.

Maybe today I'm walking alone, but I haven't given up hope. I believe that one day I'll meet people who accept me for who I am. Until then, I'll keep being myself, because the right friendship is worth waiting for.😔😔