Some people are severely lonely, all they can do is accept the single life as an example of being free and happy.

We hide our demons so good, that the angels we show, bare the shame on their faces.

Loneliness always eats up time, fills on depression where hands move slow, to reach out for a moment of care.

I can have patience for anything, but it's waiting for love, that kills me a little each day.

A ghost has all the time to reach for love, but never can. As a person has little time to reach for love, and never does.

One day, your beauty will manifest in someone's eye.