Loneliness knows me by wanderlustbeauty, literature
Literature
Loneliness knows me
The world is over-populated yet my world is so lonely.
The world is noisy but I refuse to hear nothing.
You may reach out to hold me but I refuse to take your hand.
You may reach out to console me but I won't let it stand.
You may want to know me but i've got nothing to say.
You may want to take it further but I refuse to lead the way.
They say every person you meet teaches you something but I don't want to know, if the only thing it teaches me, is how to live alone.
So tired of meaningless conversations with temporary people.
Maybe I'm just better off alone.
So tired of the process of getting to know someone, only to let them go.
I used to dream about laying in your arms.
Engulfed in your hugs.
Wanting to be with you.
Just the thought of being beside you and my day was made.
I was looking forward eagerly to that day.
That day never came.
A little birdie told me, you were in love with someone else.
And she too, with you.
I know you have history with her.
But that doesn't make me want you any less.
Maybe it was her you had always wanted.
What about me and all that we had?
Was every embrace just an act?
That you didn't even want to acknowledge.
And that makes me more than just sad.
Others told me to fight for you and not to give up so easily.
But little did they k
I laid out everything for you.
Gave up everything for you.
Realising now, I feel like a fool.
How could you be so cruel?
Was everything you did to me worth it?
Is that why you are now so out of it.
I feel so cold now.
Even more alone now.
Should have known you were busy.
When you only had so little time for me.
Whilst I was going out of my way to see you.
But you always acted shocked like that was supposed to kill you.
You never had much to say to me.
You were always so quiet.
I had to mostly ask you twice.
And I actually thought you were wise.
Why did you have to lie about it all?
You knew I wouldn't have taken us further if I had known
I knew it was wrong, right from the start.
Mind hazy, intoxicated and already crazy.
I was battling my own demons before I met you.
Meeting you only doubled it more.
I can freely say I had nothing on you.
Nothing more and nothing less.
Just lust, alcohol and explicit passion.
Do you still remember our heated sessions?
It didn't last long because I knew it was wrong.
And I told you we couldn't go on.
I thought I was done with you.
But I started feeling all sick.
I didn't know what to do.
Before, I had felt nothing like it.
I thought I knew what was happening to me.
But I didn't want to acknowledge it.
What do I do?
I was terrified, could
Loneliness knows me by wanderlustbeauty, literature
Literature
Loneliness knows me
The world is over-populated yet my world is so lonely.
The world is noisy but I refuse to hear nothing.
You may reach out to hold me but I refuse to take your hand.
You may reach out to console me but I won't let it stand.
You may want to know me but i've got nothing to say.
You may want to take it further but I refuse to lead the way.
They say every person you meet teaches you something but I don't want to know, if the only thing it teaches me, is how to live alone.
So tired of meaningless conversations with temporary people.
Maybe I'm just better off alone.
So tired of the process of getting to know someone, only to let them go.
I used to dream about laying in your arms.
Engulfed in your hugs.
Wanting to be with you.
Just the thought of being beside you and my day was made.
I was looking forward eagerly to that day.
That day never came.
A little birdie told me, you were in love with someone else.
And she too, with you.
I know you have history with her.
But that doesn't make me want you any less.
Maybe it was her you had always wanted.
What about me and all that we had?
Was every embrace just an act?
That you didn't even want to acknowledge.
And that makes me more than just sad.
Others told me to fight for you and not to give up so easily.
But little did they k
I laid out everything for you.
Gave up everything for you.
Realising now, I feel like a fool.
How could you be so cruel?
Was everything you did to me worth it?
Is that why you are now so out of it.
I feel so cold now.
Even more alone now.
Should have known you were busy.
When you only had so little time for me.
Whilst I was going out of my way to see you.
But you always acted shocked like that was supposed to kill you.
You never had much to say to me.
You were always so quiet.
I had to mostly ask you twice.
And I actually thought you were wise.
Why did you have to lie about it all?
You knew I wouldn't have taken us further if I had known
I knew it was wrong, right from the start.
Mind hazy, intoxicated and already crazy.
I was battling my own demons before I met you.
Meeting you only doubled it more.
I can freely say I had nothing on you.
Nothing more and nothing less.
Just lust, alcohol and explicit passion.
Do you still remember our heated sessions?
It didn't last long because I knew it was wrong.
And I told you we couldn't go on.
I thought I was done with you.
But I started feeling all sick.
I didn't know what to do.
Before, I had felt nothing like it.
I thought I knew what was happening to me.
But I didn't want to acknowledge it.
What do I do?
I was terrified, could
Loneliness knows me by wanderlustbeauty, literature
Literature
Loneliness knows me
The world is over-populated yet my world is so lonely.
The world is noisy but I refuse to hear nothing.
You may reach out to hold me but I refuse to take your hand.
You may reach out to console me but I won't let it stand.
You may want to know me but i've got nothing to say.
You may want to take it further but I refuse to lead the way.
They say every person you meet teaches you something but I don't want to know, if the only thing it teaches me, is how to live alone.
So tired of meaningless conversations with temporary people.
Maybe I'm just better off alone.
So tired of the process of getting to know someone, only to let them go.
I used to dream about laying in your arms.
Engulfed in your hugs.
Wanting to be with you.
Just the thought of being beside you and my day was made.
I was looking forward eagerly to that day.
That day never came.
A little birdie told me, you were in love with someone else.
And she too, with you.
I know you have history with her.
But that doesn't make me want you any less.
Maybe it was her you had always wanted.
What about me and all that we had?
Was every embrace just an act?
That you didn't even want to acknowledge.
And that makes me more than just sad.
Others told me to fight for you and not to give up so easily.
But little did they k
I laid out everything for you.
Gave up everything for you.
Realising now, I feel like a fool.
How could you be so cruel?
Was everything you did to me worth it?
Is that why you are now so out of it.
I feel so cold now.
Even more alone now.
Should have known you were busy.
When you only had so little time for me.
Whilst I was going out of my way to see you.
But you always acted shocked like that was supposed to kill you.
You never had much to say to me.
You were always so quiet.
I had to mostly ask you twice.
And I actually thought you were wise.
Why did you have to lie about it all?
You knew I wouldn't have taken us further if I had known
I knew it was wrong, right from the start.
Mind hazy, intoxicated and already crazy.
I was battling my own demons before I met you.
Meeting you only doubled it more.
I can freely say I had nothing on you.
Nothing more and nothing less.
Just lust, alcohol and explicit passion.
Do you still remember our heated sessions?
It didn't last long because I knew it was wrong.
And I told you we couldn't go on.
I thought I was done with you.
But I started feeling all sick.
I didn't know what to do.
Before, I had felt nothing like it.
I thought I knew what was happening to me.
But I didn't want to acknowledge it.
What do I do?
I was terrified, could