the "price" of "love"/lonliness

      
       
       
  the "price" of "love" some can't afford; one can't ignore what's at one's core; to be adored and give it back....      
       
the "price".... one life.... it's like....in fact, it's better to detach; to not indulge; to not outwardly react..      
       
to "tough it out"; to redirect; to find a way to just digest, the lethal pill of "what it is" to be alone....      
       
to more or less neglect, the things one feels as human being.... to pour cold ice onto the steam....      
       
to treat it as an unfair dream, that some may find a way to "live"....and some just getting through each wave that streams-slowly taring at the seams....      
       
     
of what it means to be "alone".... can't see the point of waking from one's sleep....