i unlock the door

to my cheap rented apartment,

sweaty hair sticking to my face

and smelling of alcohol

without even slipping off

my skin-tight dress

or wiping off

smeared makeup

i crawl into my empty bed

the silence surrounds me

after hours

of socializing with strangers

you never realize how lonely

you really are

until you surround yourself

with people who won't remember you

nor will care about you

and then come home

to an empty house—

not a sound fills a room—

and wake up with hangovers

and dried tears