I don't have the words to explain why,
nor do I think anyone really cares, not through any malice or intent.
Just because each of us spends so much time confronting or hiding from our own loneliness that we fail to recognise it in others,
I think Hermann Hesse has done better job explaining it than I ever could hope to.
In The Fog by
~Hermann Hesse~
It's strange to wander in the fog!
A lonely bush, a lonely stone,
No tree can see the other one,
And one is all alone.
The world was full of friends back then,
As life was light to me;
But now the fog has come,
And no one can I see.
Truly, no one is wise,
Who does not know the dark
Which inevitably and silently
Does from others him part.
It's strange to wander in the fog!
Life is loneliness
No Man knows the other one,
And one is all alone.
Have a great day peeps
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