Oh how the days seem to stretch past their normal lengths when my heart beats alone.
This could have two outcomes, both polar opposites. This could make or break me.
Though I'm not alone in having a companion, I'm alone in that mine is not constant.
All the time, everyone everywhere together, happier than ever
-then me.
The days drone on in a lonely stupor but I've become accustomed to it.
Perhaps if other's were placed in my situation they would not cope as easily
or perhaps they could, and it never was as bad as I'd thought.
Who Knows.
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