Lonely Alone


Alone lonely

I’m always thinking of how much I love being alone, but it saddens me to think that my life could end up being lonely. People do not seem to understand the difference between these two. I absolutely love being alone: the quietness of the night, the inspiration that hits you at 3 AM, or just being you with your favorite book on a Sunday morning… . Little moments like these that lift my heart up. But people assume that just because I enjoy my solitude, they are preferred upon. So, they leave me be, which is almost always leaves me lonely. How confusing is that? Wishing for an escape when you’re surrounded by people, wanting to be away, alone, only to feel lonely when people abide by your wish.

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