Sometimes I just feel like I’m destined to be alone. To travel the world and let my mind be the only love of my life. I feel trapped inside of myself trying to be understood but not willing to put myself out there enough to let anyone. I’m not sure why. I don’t feel like I need anyone, I don't feel like anyone needs me.
Sometimes I wonder if we could be truly happy without someone else. If falling in love with the world is possible, or "enough" to fill the hole in your heart that aches when you're "alone".