What have I done to deserve this fate?

To live a life of loneliness

All around me, I see love

Though it never knocks on my door

Everywhere I go, I see couples strolling arm in arm

But my arms are always empty

I have no one to share my life with

My house and my bed resonate with stillness

The hollowness of my soul is a constant ache

And the silence of my heart echoes throughout my being

There has never been anyone to fill the desolate emptiness that is my existence

I think, probably, there never will be

What could I possibly have done to deserve this?

Terri lyn Stanfield

6/16/2001