Lonely

This post is for myself. In case you haven't noticed this insignificant post series are hopes for those I love. I hate that I walk alone in the hallways. I'm surrounded by people, but when I smile, my teeth aren't pearly white and they don't smile back. They look away awkwardly like something's horribly wrong. How dare I be friendly? How dare I love them? I'm a freak and a creeper.
They keep walking after these thoughts, but I know they're there. They keep living and I feel hurt and lonely. All I want is my love, and he can't be here. He has things, things he has to do, and he can't be with me every minute of every day, but I want him to be. I want to scream as loud as I can in a crowded street,
"I'm right hree! LOOK AT ME, PLEASE!"
But no one would look, would they? They'd walk away awkwardly. Again.
That sucks. It hurts to be lonely. I hate it, guys. I hate that you walk away from me because I'm different. What's wrong with different? Why don't you invite me to parties? Why can't we be friends? Can't you smile back? Please. Please. Please look at me. Please notice I'm here.
I'm human. I have feelings. Notice me, just a little.
Take my hand.

Send my fiance back to me. Please. Don't make him leave my side anymore...