When did being alone become so lonely?
There’s such an ache in me to have someone. Someone to love and be loved by. Someone who cares and never lies. Someone who stays and understands, or at least try’s too.
What happened to love? Where did it go? When will it come back? I can’t pick up the pieces on my own...there’s too many left scattered in places I can not go back too.
Won’t someone hold my hand? And kiss my tears away? I promise to do the same in return. I promise to love with all of me - all I want is the same. Why can I not have it? Am I not worthy? Will I ever be?
Looks like another lonely night with only the moon to witness my destruction as my thoughts eat my soul and my arms lay empty.