Lonely Hearts Club

I read somewhere that there is a difference between falling in love for real, and falling in love while you’re lonely.

 

The real deal consumes you, lifts you up.

The other one leaves you feeing half-full, and half-empty.

 

I am not saying that I love you, or I fell for you.

I am saying that I am lonely,

And being with you,

No matter how full it made me feel,

Still left me empty.

 

I am lonely.

Being with you made it worst.

 

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