Everyone's alone - or so it seems to me. They make noises, and think they are talking to each other; They make faces, and think they understand each other. And I'm sure they don't. Is that a delusion?

An awareness of solitude.

Can we only love Something created in our own imaginations? Are we all in fact unloving and unloveable? Then one is alone, and if one is alone Then lover and b…

I should really like to think there's something wrong with me - Because, if there isn't then there's something wrong, Or at least, very different from what it …