The loneliness consumes,
Devours and eats my thoughts,
Even before they can take their first breath of life,
Even before they can become their true self.
Why do I feel this hollowness within me?
That lack of the person I can call mine.
I think the better question I should ask myself is,
Can I call myself mine?
Or am I just existing on other people's borrowed time?
Do I even know myself?
Do I even have the conviction to do something which will make me proud of myself?
I think you are asking the right questions.
It's not about being with someone,
It never is.
It's always about being with yourself, whatever that is.
Define yourself, work on it.
Maybe it's not something you like,
Then change. There is always a choice.
Just don't stop. Just Keep moving.
Because,
People come and go, and mostly go.
You have you. And you don't go anywhere without that you.