Ugh, I like Austen. But he is so busy and can’t make time for me.

I’ve been watching a lot of teen, high school romance, coming-of-age movies (the kissing booth, to all the boys I’ve loved before) and it makes me sad because I don’t know if I’ll feel that again. Like when you’re young and in love and everything is focused on that one person. You feel like you’re going to explode if you don’t see them in the next second. You get butterflies when you’re waiting for them. Now I’m just sad because I’m lonely. And I don’t know how to not be alone.