Simple and pure loneliness. Not sad, not depressing, just a deep standing alone.

No need for company, no need for standing by. The friend I need to support, the only one that could support me is inside me. The one that would never pull me out of my own way.

I'm sorry, friend, I've been loving you so little and listening you so poorly. You deserved more from me all that time. No one can fill the holes inside us and bring comfort to our needs, so childish needs. It's you and me, we gotta hold hands, look more closely to each other. Till we finally can say we're just one. Whole, me.