Isolation is not eternal And certainly not is love- Both presence of, and lack of, love Will fade eventually- it's a matter of time Loneliness is not without words. But, maybe you do not need romance- The gods have already built you complete And you may laugh at these lost souls Still wandering in damnation In search of their other half. Or perhaps you conjecture- That you found yours but it was Not to be, and now it is a broken memory But fret not- for that was a lesson Rather, on how not to love And wiser still you may find joy. But say you have, and all is right Rarely does the world leave it be And, complete, you will be broken- Perhaps, those who will never find love Are better off, forever alone.
It is perfectly fine to be single and a ******. Don't let society determine your worth by how far you were able to ****** someone. That's ridiculous. Love the fact that you are single and alive and need no one.