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| The pain of being alone is hard to explain. It's not a constant thing.. well. You're aware of it all the time, but it only really hurts when you don't think about it. Sitting at home alone on the verge of tears, staring down at your hands, feeling sorry for yourself, feeling even more sorry for the feeling of love and the kinship you're missing. You can try and make love in other places.. buy buying pets and assuring yourself with their affection, even though it's all based on food and pettings. Your family can try and make you feel better.. with hugs and kisses and gifts, but deep down. nothing is working. Nothing can replace the void left by a partner who is long gone. | ||||||
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lonely.