Hurt by Lonely…

I was, and you were too, hurt by lonely, guess, that was, what “brought” us together…

Hurt by lonely, we both were, growing up, we both had, NOBODY, we’d even, lost sight of our selves through getting older, and, as we got older, I’d, basked, in this lonely I was, born into, and, started, feeling comfortable, with it, accompanying me everywhere, while you, as you got older, you’d felt, that loneliness, gnawing at you gnashing its big teeth, ready, to take a HUGE bite out of you!

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Hurt by lonely, I will NEVER be, because I was able to, find comfort in lonely’s presence, and you will, always, AND forever, feel hurt by lonely, because nobody understood what you’d needed growing up, well, guess WHAT? Nobody understood WHAT I’d needed growing up either, and I still grew up, but you never did…………

Hurt by lonely, but W-H-Y, why did I, allow, lonely, to HURT me so? I’m old enough, aren’t I? To decide, what sort of an effect, if any, anything has on me, so, why can’t I, control this pain caused by lonely, huh???