Lone

Touch makes me ill. I want a winter of loneliness. It strengthens you to feel that coldness. Time for self reflection and hybernating into yourself. Gazing across white fields will fill you with an emptiness that is everlasting. It is then that you miss the warmth of touch. I spend too much time indoors and out of my mind. I don't care anymore and it bothers me. I just want to feel something rather than be felt.