Loner.

Sweetheart,

Solitude has split me in to two.
In daylight, it invigorates
an abominable kinesis in me.
At night, I curl myself up
and descend in to nothingness.

As a kid, I have learnt that
whenever being loved is too hard,
you crave silence
and you bargain colors from the darkness to write poetries.

Sweetheart,
as a loner,
that's what you love,
that's how you live.

V@@S..