Loneliness Rhymes Novels & Stories

I pulled my coat on finally and started walking. My heel caught between cobblestones and I stumbled, catching myself against a bench, the metal shocking against my palm. I stood there for a moment with my hand on the cold iron and the rain coming down and his words moving through me the way they had been moving through me for the past two hours, finding the hollow spaces and filling them with something I did not have a clean name for. Don't spend the rest of your life convincing yourself that loneliness is love. I pressed my palm harder against the bench and felt the cold of it and breathed.

There’s a difference between loneliness and solitude. Solitude is chosen. Loneliness? That’s what settles in your bones when your boyfriend leaves you for someone with a smaller waistline and fewer opinions, and your manager fires you for being “too emotional with customers” after a woman screams at you over a tepid latte. Loneliness is the sound of your name not being called, day after day, by anyone who gives a damn. Today, loneliness comes with a red sticker on a plain white envelope.

"He only married you for luck. So, don't go strutting around like you own the place. If he suddenly falls ill and dies, you'll be the one to suffer." Maxwell let out a scoff. "No wonder people kept spreading rumors even after I went public, saying I wasn't sick. Talk to my wife like that again, and we'll see who drops dead first." Roxanne stiffened, her face flushed with anger. Still, she didn't dare provoke him and stomped off. "Wait," I called after her. "Roxanne, I came here for you. Isn't it time you returned the money you took from me that day?"

She couldn't help but feel a twinge of loneliness, the empty silence of her apartment amplifying her longing for their presence. After ending the call, Arina sank into the quiet solitude of her apartment, the anticipation of dinner and the familiar strains of her favorite songs easing her worries. The comforting aroma of brewing coffee enveloped her, wrapping her in a sense of familiarity and home. She found solace in the simple pleasures of domesticity, a reminder of the love that surrounded her even in moments of solitude.

The kind of cry that comes from the soul, not the throat. Peter held her like glass. His voice was hoarse, but he stayed strong. “Hey. You don’t have to cry like that. I’ll be coming to see you as often as I can. Every break I get, I’m there. You’ve got your laptop—I installed Skype myself. We’ll call every day if you want. You’re not alone, Ann. I got you, baby girl.” She shook harder. “But I’ll miss you, Pee. I don’t know anyone there. What if it’s lonely? What if I can’t—”

is that what's been keeping you away sweetheart? PrinceCharming: You need to find a new boss. I'm high level LonelyGirl 😉 Horny4U: hey LonelyGirl! Long time no see 😍 LonelyGirl: Yes. No. And sorry not sorry, still not interested Horny4U. Horny4U: Fine. Bitch. 🤬 LimberJack: APOLOGIZE. NOW. LonelyGirl: It's ok. no harm, no foul. PrinceCharming: WHEN I FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE, YOU ARE FIRED!

◇DON POV◇ I never thought I will feel loneliness untill I met her may be it is true no matter how many people are around us we still searches for one person only that person can fulfill the gap in our life her giggles and smiles are completely something different because they're not artificial they're pure with her my day felt energetic and amazing without her I felt whole day as boring her clumsiness and the smile she have when I scolds her she is really crazy lamb I returned to home after work I'm working on a special item for sometime I went into lawn and looked at the blank sky Silence all the laughter Everyone has gone. Leave me here Let life roll along. Shut out the light I don't wish

The way I am, is probably why I have no friends… I clasped my hands together and turned my head towards the door when I the sound of girls laughing in the corridor. … As I sat alone in my room, a wave of loneliness crashed over me, engulfing my thoughts and emotions. The silence that surrounded me felt suffocating, and the emptiness in the air amplified the ache in my heart. I looked around, and every corner of the room reminded me of the absence of companionship. The walls seem to close in, trapping me within the confines of my solitude. I long for the warmth of human connection, for someone to share laughter and conversation with, don’t I? The weight of isolation settled upon my shoulders,

I held her tracksuit close to me and started crying again. **Could you find a way to let me down slowly? A little sympathy, I hope you can show me If you wanna go, then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down Let me down, down, let me down, down, let me down If you wanna go, then I'll be so lonely If you're leavin', baby, let me down slowly** *

🎶I've found no cure for the loneliness, I've found no cure for the sickness. Nothing here feels like home, Crowded streets but I'm all alone🎶 HOME- X AMBASSADORS, MACHINE GUN KELLY & BEBE REXHA. " Iris? honey you awake?" Clement's mom, Mrs Phoebe calls out as she opens my bedroom door by a squeak for fear of waking me if I wasn't already up. But I have been up for the past two hours. The discomfort is killing me.