1934

Loneliness.

sometimes I feel so lonely

I don't remember what is like

to not feel that at all

I've felt it in my bones

and in my veins

I've felt it in the coffee you use to serve me

I've felt it in the letters you used to write

I feel it everywhere when I think of you.

and the worst part is

I won't stop feeling this way

until I get you out of my head

and I think

you won't ever leave my thoughts.