Where Solitude Lies...

There was no one left.. I chose someone else because I no longer felt love within my existence... I let my choice slip from me because I could not find the means to be incompassionate for that one time... so as I sat in solitude I wondered what was left for me as the winter season would soon come. I did not want to go back, nor did I want the burden of finding another out of desparation. I should be better than that, I did not want to use anyone. But still, I was alone and I had learned to feed off of my sorrow consciously in order to sustain my skills. Yet were it skill that kept me alive and happy I would forever be greatful.

No, I guess that's not how it goes. For me, it is not that I would be unaware of the events around me that I would find loss. But rather it is the fact of this. "You choose, you lose." For that is how one who believes in the order of Fate finds his misery.