Not all who wander are lost

by greg-pths

Such a delicate matter, love is. Wouldn't it be sad to be able to feel the exhilaration that comes with affection, experience the highs and lows of having feelings for that special person, and yet never been loved in return. I won't pretend to understand what love is. If it's a feeling, then love can wait.
Because you'll have to understand, not all who are alone are lonely.

Perhaps the problem isn't with labels, perhaps it's with people.
People who find amusement in associating those labels with others' lives.
People who find it upon themselves to judge the best intentions of others.
People who think that wealth and power entitles them to a life of condescending views and witty comments.
People who are people.

These damned implications.
These things I've been told to never want, things that I cannot have, the very same things I need most.