the loneliest lonely person in the world

Sometimes I feel like the loneliest lonely person in the world.
On a day like that, such as today too is,
I just wish someone from my old past,
the older young me who was full of hope,
would call me and ask me simply

how I am?

and tell me that they
care about me and miss me.

And yet on a day like this
I begin to loathe all forms of affection
wish to reject friendships, run away
from this place, from clusters of people
who all merge into one
and loose meaning.

***
All the space in the world
whirling around alone
in deep dark space

what for?

 

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