being alone is not a bad feeling to be had, when it's of ones own volition.
i revel in my solidarity. have thoughts and habits that can fill a space better than most bodies can. but alas, i am human.
i open up my heart for fleeting friendships and wayward romances, only to regret the unrelenting powers that lie in vulnerability.
i despise when souls enter my life and present their love as permanent fixtures, when their actions make them temporary.
"i paint self-portraits because i am so often alone, because i am the person i know best"