The Cure

The feeling of alone that I have now is different  then what I've had before.
It can't be cured by friends or family. Going out makes it worse but staying home let's me wallow in it.

This kind of alone comes from having loved and lost, in a sense. I was given a taste of heaven; assurance that whatever I faced, I was never truly alone.
The battles I had within myself, I then had a partner, an ally. Someone who would step in the middle of my inner war and instill peace.
The never ending struggle of the real world was never as heavy because they were there to bare that weight with me.

But the thing that made me feel most loved is that I could let every aspect of myself beam out of me and they never cringed. They never asked me to hide any part of me. In fact, they could draw out parts of me I didn't know I had, in the best way imaginable.

I guess that's the real cure to this loneliness: letting myself flow, uninhibited, with another human being.