losing who I was

I miss everybody. It washes over me in waves and crashes into my heart at strange times. I miss who I was there and who I was friends with. I haven't talked to most of them in over 3 months. I feel lonely. I am surrounded by friends but there was this strange sense of security back there. Now, I am known by people, but not any any deeper than the peel. I was to be who I used to be. But going back would be leaving who I am now, and staying means losing who I was.

Love, savannah