Wish to fill the void

I always wish I had someone to talk to about whatever was on my mind. No matter how unimportant or random it is.
And no matter how hard I try, writing in a journal just doesn't fufill the social craving I long for.
The human interaction that will fill the emptiness in me. 
In the heat of the day or the dead of night I scratch at my phone and keyboard, longing for someone, anyone to talk to.
But alas, I'm not that important, and I shouldn't be anyone's priority. So I sit here and imagine what I would say, and what they might say back. 
Until the next time, I get to talk to someone.