Sometimes I like how peaceful the loneliness is ,
Surely , it may not be as beautiful as holding hands of your beloved,
and Walking together in a garden full of roses ,
In a beautiful spring day ...
It is rather ,
When your hands slipped away from your beloved ,
and when you are walking alone in a garden full of withered roses, #Loneliness#selflove#Pinterest#longpoetry#yourquotewritersclub