I Like My Space

I like my space and have not much You try to take it all from me. Though there are times I seek your touch most times alone I'd rather be. Once it was hard to be apart when loneliness could cause much pain Emptiness then tore at my heart. I will not go through that again. I like my space so give me room and bring this story to a close. My love may only bring you gloom not draw you near as you suppose. I do not fear my solitude nor need much contact any more. I welcome now the interlude when you depart and close the door. I like my space and quietude. It gives me room and chance to grow and feel perfect beatitude the type I rarely seem to know. And now I strive to be alone no need for people anymore A hardened heart since then has grown. My past has numbed me to the core. I like my space so stay away or feel my darkness if you dare. I do not want you anyway. There is not any love to share. So let me go and do not wait thinking that there may be a chance. Deep down I know it is too late I can no longer feel romance.