Resolve

More and more everyday, I am realizing something that I never learned. LOVE. I always say I feel it for something or someone, but did I ever really mean it? Or do I not only care for them without loving them? Do I even know what the word meant? Am I not just obsessing? Looking for something, someone to feed my imagination? I know now that I won't go seeking for it again because if love wanted to be with me, it will come and find me. I've always had this loneliness even as a child but not that feeling could take away that loneliness. It cannot tell me where my loneliness is coming from, it couldn't protect me. I am more in-love with my sorrow than I have ever been in-love with anyone. Loneliness is Levy, Levy is not herself without it.

Happiness is not an antonym of loneliness. It can co-exist.

from Cracks in the Dark by ME