i am meant for complete & utter solitude
i see it now, & i’ll stop fighting it
any friends that come along the way
never know how to love me properly
even after sharing my thoughts & needs
patience ~ i give them
grace & kindness ~ i shower them with
twiddling my thumbs, i await
for them to see me ~
yet i don’t feel seen
for them to love me ~
but i don’t feel loved
i don’t possess any friendships
that has been one of the most heartbreaking truths
i’ve acquired in my adulthood…
is there anyone who will bring me hot soup
should i fall sick?
is there a soul who will sit with me
when my heart’s pain is so unbearable?
is there someone who will accompany me to the hospital
so i don’t have to go alone?
is there a friend who will share life’s highest joys
& deepest sorrows with me?
without stipulations, without conditions…?
a resounding “no” echoes in my mind
& i accept it
what i desire is deeper than what they have to offer
can i not simply yearn for the same love i give?
my heart’s loyalty cannot be replicated, it seems
i’ve travelled through this life
in search of a soul such as mine
& i end up empty~handed every single time…
a true friend is a villager
& no one wants to be a villager & to be inconvenienced
any friends that come along the way
are for casual conversation & simply meandering
nothing deep, nothing serious
nothing real, & they are forever oblivious
the same goes for relationships nowadays
it is sad, but i’ll remain myself
in a world full of fakes, distrust, & ugly behavior
i see it now, & i’ll stop fighting it
i am meant for complete & utter solitude

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