Nonetheless, I think — and I may very well be flawed — however certainly, I’m not the one one.
Not the one one who has lots of of individuals peering in at moments of a life lived on social media — however few folks to reside them with. Really reside them with, not simply to recount over espresso with, every so often.
I can’t — not when there are thousands and thousands of individuals on this world — be the one one who invests love and time into relationships that, for no matter purpose, quietly dissolve. Despite the fact that you swear it was the assembly of souls this time, not just like the occasions earlier than.
And I can’t be the one individual with a loving household and a house filled with guffawing and silliness and love, who typically, nonetheless feels lonely.