Reaction

Now that I'm back, I understand much better the reasons why I left home.
I just needed my time.
But... as I stayed a lot of time in mars, I get accustomed to living in that place, which from now on would be known as My place.
Now is earth the visiting place. Now is loneliness my companion, the only one that I need.
Now, I don't need people.People always hurt me.Now it's just me and the lady,the white lady!
I'm not saying I'm innocent, I hurt them too, it's fair, they don't see me and i don't see them either.
I know i'm being selfish,I know I sound different. Something happened to me today, I discovered something, a feeling? Not exactly. It was a reaction that I thought I'd never have...People in love write excellent poems, they have excellent words. But they are limited by their condition, love limits people.Instead, people who suffer from not being in love, or from my point of view, people who aren't in love, luckily, have the power of writing anything they want, their imagination has no end.They imagine what it feels like, they invent the feelings, what i think is the most magical thing I've ever heard of.I wanna be one of them, help me!