I have naglected the Loner. Will be back

Deny me what I do not deserve

Be as happy after death as before.

True love, like any other fatal illness, can occur only once in life. It lingers and slowly gnaws you to death. There is no escape, mainly because you wouldn't want to escape the sweet agony that inexorable extinction.

I am back to my old self. Depressed, numb. I seem to have lost even the few friends I had.