Literature
Alone
Alone.
Some days I feel so alone, like a phantasm in the world of life.
I do not fear being alone.
I fear many things, but being alone is not something I think is worth fearing.
Then again it is a painful experience wondering if I will die with an atrophied heart.
I could always just go out and fill the loneliness with pointless encounters and brisk relationships with no meaning,
But I think I would prefer death alone to being emotionally stunted and not realizing it,
Maybe I was born in the wrong era, maybe my mate was here when the earth was younger and I ended up a thousand years to late into time,
Maybe I was made a human by mistake.
I sh