When you're lying next to someone, and when he looks at you, you feel, he stares into your soul. Deep inside. That's the real thing. Perfect match. Like you were naked. That makes you vulnerable. Nobody's content with nothing. Just accept things. Just put up with it. But when you show yourself naked to an other man, you give yourself to him. Nothing pretending, just you. Perfect imperfection.
But sometimes everybody needs solitude. To hear herself. To give the answer to herself. But it's scary. Very scary. And this decision - to be alone - is not always yours but the world's. Or an other person's. More person's. When your are alone the way, that you are not alone. Life. Deepness. Individuality. But how long?
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