Forgot for awhile – now I remember. Loneliness never leaves, it just waits around the dark corner. You find a person, you think they care – and maybe they do in their own mind, but to you, its just another ‘there, there, it’ll be better next week’ pat on the head.
How ridiculous am I, after all these years to think that things would get better? Change? Improve? More alone ‘with’ someone than I already was… just what am I supposed to do with that?
I am, we are(not), I still am Nothing gets better