do you sit here staring at the screen for hours, hoping

for a response of any kind. anything at all would be nice. you try every kind of subject matter to stir up a conversation or argument. and nothing happens. painfully slow the hours creep by until you finally walk away and pick up the phone make sure it actually works. then the doorbell to see if it rings when you look in your empty mailbox. you realize no one in the world cares enough you exist to even send you a spam phonecall or junkmail. my friends are non-human, books, birds, trees, flowers,bees, and worms