It’s tragic when people leave you after a certain time or age, they stay until there is something attached to you. But when their time comes, they leave. Some leave for their betterment and stay connected through calls and texts, but you feel their need and their presence because since they have gone, you really haven’t found yourself.
You feel alone, you also try to make new friends and talk to new people. But you’re now tired of explaining your life experience to anyone. Because from within, you want to live the experience. But new friends can only listen when you talk about your memories and notice how you glow whenever you talk about your old times. But they can’t do it with you, maybe because you’re not the same as you were before. Or maybe they are not the same as you, they also miss their old selves and their old friends.
It’s always about old times, it doesn’t matter if it’s bad memories or good. You always miss your old times, old people, and old places. Because new cities and people don’t give you much peace. You’re here to adapt to the world while losing yourself.
If this is enough, then the world is really a messed-up place crowded by people who feel alive only with their memories and doubt their present selves and their present friends.

Maybe because whatever happened in their past made them lose trust in anyone, and that’s how we all become alone.