A New Level of Loneliness

I've discovered a new kind of loneliness that colors my world shades red and blue eyes coated with anger and sadness ready to close indefinitely right on cue because it's hard to find beauty in consciousness when i know that these waking moments can't be one's spent with you and it's funny how breathing becomes tedious when every exhalation feels so futile without my love, life's beautiful muse life just feels so purposeless nothing can excite me there's nothing like you even food has become so tasteless i don't think i want anything to sustain me if i can't be with you