These days, I don't feel so lonely
And it's easier to breathe near the Ocean. Sun comes every day and reminds me I'm alive - I focus on the work and make time for love.
I don't think it's too much to ask,
to be held every so often,
and told you're beautiful
But if that person has to be you, why is it a defeat?
A triumph in my books, if one can cultivate self-love
Aloneness, rather than Loneliness