“solitude is, more or less, an inevitable circumstance. Sometimes, however, this sense of isolation, like acid spilling out of a bottle, can unconsciously eat away at a person’s heart and dissolve it. You could see it, too, as a kind… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
The emptiness that I feel will soon go away, With in time it will heal My loneliness will fade away, No more secrets No more lies, No more worries About goodbyes, I am no longer alone — Anonymous Copy Share Image
