Hmphf

Why?

Why am I here?

You live your life like you're still alone.

You've asked me to come time and time again.

I live as a shut in.

My companions:

The dog.

Frustration, loneliness, anger, depression, inconsideration.

I don't understand how you can't see it. Nor feel it. Nor feel why I'm upset or why you should be.

I can't even hide the vodka here.