A Lover to the Lonely

Hurt is but a flirt,
How else can you say,
Pain is a game,
We all love to play.

Synchronicity in its divine simplicity,
Attracts us to those
Who pose a threat to ourselves
In revered domestic homes.

No second date proposal,
Always at a loss,
Looking for love,
No matter the cost.

We’ve already tied the knot,
With the love lost in our clouded minds,
Addicted to the madness that is our sadness,
Keeping us along for the ride.

Pain is a lover to the lonely,
If only we could see how charming it can be,
The harm confiding so deeply in something temporary;
If only the lonely could see, hurt is but a flirt,
Hard to part with when it can cut so deep.


Photographer Unknown


About humblefoot

Kyle Fisher (who often uses the alias Logan Rowley online and in his writing) has been enjoying writing since he was just 8 years old. His first formal publication was at the age of 13. He is now a spiritualist and openly queer author, perpetually searching for inspiration to create and learn more about the world around him. He is always drawn to the simplicity and uniqueness that life has to offer. He doesn’t identify with labels or socially constructed ideas about how the world should be. He believes that the world is your oyster, and that we all project our own destinies with the thoughts we choose to harbour about the universe. He is an idealistic, spiritualistic hippie who is just trying to find his place in this world, crafting each word to leave his mark, and promote love and equality among all people.
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