Being
Alone
In a sea
of people
Looking
Across a
Crowded Room
Sharing a
Bed
Yet...
NEVER
touching
Talking
But
NEVER
Heard
Being right
In front
of you
Yet...
Always...
IGNORED
Never being
ALONE
Yet...
Always...
Lonesome
© 2013 Annie Original Poetry
Always I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie