It seems my fate is to always exist alone,
by myself, for myself, and only that.
And therein lies the truth,
I want to love but I don’t know how.
I want to belong to someone,
but no one should belong to me.
I should want to see someone,
but they shouldn’t want to see me.
I can want to talk to someone, hear their voice,
but they shouldn’t want the same.
Because I am not worthy to have
someone who wants all of me.
Thus shall I forever want, and long for,
a love that would complete me,
because I can never be whole.
© Johanna Fugitt 2017