Some people might have some kind of curse on them to be alone, to stay alone even if they have the chance to be loved. Some people they just seem to be hunted by their past and the burden is heavy enough to move forward. Some people might be unlucky enough to like those who don’t have the capacity to like them or simply put, they like the wrong people. Some people were born to walk a path a soul loneliness bearing it with great patience that words are not enough to describe.
I don’t know if I love or hate it, but I am one of these people