The lonley man. The lonely man in his lonesome world.As I sit here behind my drawing table. I think of my life so far. Its ups and downs And its downs and ups.As much as I hate it I'm alone. Not the alone as in not having friends and family.The lonesomeness that comes from not having that special half.Days go on that I'm not thinking about it. Even during my studies I think too muchOutside my house I see couples kissing and holding hands.Couples who are new and couples that are old. Married couples and couples who are planning.Someday I hope that my half comes to me. But for now I must be alone. For alone is all I can be for the