what's it like?
What's it like? What's it like to wake up next to someone? What's it like to have that same someone smile as they realize you're awake and ask if you slept well? Is it nice to have someone who will jump to your defense at a moment's notice? How does it feel to be someone's first thought when they wake up in the morning and their last before they drift to sleep at night? Tell me, what's it like to have someone, and I'll tell you what's like to be alone. I'll tell you what it's like to wish, what it's like to watch, seemingly everyone around you get what you want while you sit and force a smile. I'll tell you what it's like to be called "too young" at every turn, to be told "you've got time" and "wait your turn" and then I'll tell you how it feels like your time or turn will never come. You tell me what's like to have someone, and I'll tell you what it's like to be alone.
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