indifference

Told you i thought love is important.How does it feel to love as an island,alone.The interaction of others is so important,that i believe,love without the interaction of others,can destroy us.So often we take the interaction of others in our life for granted,or vice versa.Without the acknowledgement of others do we exist?Without the ability to express or share our love does it become like the wine,which turns into vinegar.To me sharing the love,giving a shout out as they say,helps me to exist.We are individuals,attuned to whats important to ourselves.i am not shunned,i may even be loved,BUT the worst thing in life i believe is INDIFFERENCE.That ability we have through negligence,to not let others,that we love,to know through assumption of,THEY KNOW I LOVE THEM.really?Now how is that possible without interaction? Don't we all hunger,at some time,for a hug,to hear those words,or the knowledge its ok to show someone else you love them.Being alone is not necessarily a bad thing,the feeling of being alone while in a crowded room is far worse.to glimpse that crowded room with others,who in our minds,are interacting with each other so easily,while we stand alone with that smile on our face,to cover the awkwardness or loneliness,we feel.That sense of being alone or separate,here that indifference,that assumption from others,he knows i love him,here it tears at the core.The fear of showing your insecurity,the laughter that follows when all think you are kidding,that black,profound,whirlpool,that sucks at your individuality,in your desire to become a part of the crowd.i think i would rather be alone then to suffer the indifference in that crowded room,i feel more love in being alone,for alone i can tell you i love you and that other lie,the one where i tell myself YOU LOVE ME,here your indifference dosent show,and here i can feel its glow,for here your indifference to my heart dosent exist.