How inadequate it would be for me to say you have been well worth the wait. Human beings feel this loneliness bone-deep, a great hunger a yearning to feel the greatest experience, the right mating of body and heart.

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How inadequate it would be for me to say you have been well worth the wait. Human beings feel this loneliness bone-deep, a great hunger a yearning to feel the greatest experience, the right mating of body and heart.
I grew irritable and restless, confined to narrow loneliness: sullen and silent in a sleep eternally.
Listen carefully, the fall and rise struggling to be heard. This song was familiar, full of loneliness an old ballad imprisoned in his ghost.
Sometimes, in my mind, the warm dark loneliness was the most poignant form that I felt.
Life is loneliness with no purpose, pour your soul into joy, fulfillment and companionship.
My poetry, my best writing, is the produce of loneliness in me.
Alone, month by month, loneliness burned.