“Like any / unloved thing, I dont know if Im real /when Im not being touched.”

“Like any / unloved thing, I don’t know if I’m real /when I’m not being touched.”

“I'm tired of living unable to love anyone. I don't have a single friend - not one. And, worst of all, I can't even love myself. Why is that? Why can't I love myself? It's because I can't love anyon...”

“Thats love: Two lonely persons keep each other safe and touch each other and talk to each other.”

“Sometimes I get real lonely sleeping with you.”

“Looking at the rain through my window,I cant find an answer to this merciless solitudeThe same solitude that sprouts from my eyes,A bittersweet tear which haunts me like a shadow.During evenings li...”

“Most of the conversations we are ever likely to have with people are the things we do not and cannot say”

“Looking at the rain through my window,I can’t find an answer to this merciless solitude—The same solitude that sprouts from my eyes,A bittersweet tear which haunts me like a shadow.During evenings ...”

“Absence makes the heart grow fonder, but it sure makes the rest of you lonely.”

“For Beatrice, when we first met, I was lonely, and you were pretty.Now I am pretty lonely.”

“I missed him so much that it felt like a physical pain in the area below my ribs. I opened my mouth to accommodate it. I put my hand to it. A hollow, aching, piercing place.”