a dream in apathy

There's the apathy. The unwillingness to text, FB, message, call, and talk. Because there are so many people, always fresh gossip, old feelings. The guilt of feeling detached and uninterested. It's false. I am not. And how can these new friends like me? The inability to accept the friendships, the closeness. I'm simply exhausted. This is hard. So many of them, only one me.