I am afraid that the standoffish type is the only kind I love.
Standoffish Type
Best State
In the silence a heart beat heavily, brooding was her best state.
Dream Evaporated
You aren't here. You're a dream evaporated. A hurt winding in the ruins of me.
Icy Veneer
Under that icy veneer of jealousy was an apparent expression of love.
Lonely Bird
She was a lonely bird full of unchanging melancholy. She felt a terrible appeal to detach from everything.
Self Pity
To be so wrapped up in self, is dangerous: self pity and sense of woe betray you.
A Death Americanized
Barren and weary of money - a death Americanized. How weary the world was.
Happy Enough
You make me happy enough, somehow.
No One
You are a stranger living by yourself; no one to love.
Narrow Loneliness
I grew irritable and restless, confined to narrow loneliness: sullen and silent in a sleep eternally.
