faye

Every time she was alone she felt it.
That loneliness that seems so inescapable.
She used to think that it came from her heart.
Now, so deep in love she finally realized...

It came from her soul.

A soul filled with so many holes,
That is now looked like a lace doilie
Each day a new one added
or a rip to make an existing one bigger.

She realized, her loneliness would be forever.