For the last two years I’ve been single, it could sound like is not that much of time really, but, when being in love has been such an important thing in your life. Having no one feels like hell, totally alone, and that had me thinking about how alone I have been really.
Because my friends have been there, not as much as I would like, and not always in the way I would wanted but still, they have been there. But I feel empty, there’s nothing I care about.
I feel like I will never love again, even though I know it’ll eventually happen, but it doesn’t matter if that’s not how I feel right now.
That had me thinking, am I really alone? I know I’m not LITERALLY alone because I have my family and friends, but so almost every human being.
But besides of them, i don’t care enough about somebody else. I remember being a little child with no friends and suddenly I was in love, everything is colourful after that, but not anymore.
Is someone out there that cares for me even though they haven’t met me yet? Is a wide world out there, but it doesn’t seem that way to me anymore. I don’t know what solitude means anymore
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