I envy their
happiness, their pairing. The time they spend together. I envy the fact that
they have each other.
I see them every day
and I dislike the thought of them. They come in together, they leave together.
They do nothing to annoy me but their existence, the thought of them, is enough
to turn my stomach. They represent what I despise and try to avoid. Lack of
personal space, boredom, lack of independence and settling down. I cringe with
the sight of them and I want to smash my glass against their faces. I laugh
when I remember their words of freedom, keeping appearances and never sleeping
where you eat. Where is all that then? You represent all that I despise. You
are all hypocrites.
I hate your happiness,
your pairing. The time you spend together. I hate the fact that you have each
other, someone, anyone.
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