When you're away, I'm restless, lonely, Wretched, bored, dejected; only here's the rub, my darling dear, I feel the same when you're near.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I am tired, beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little ink drops, and posting it. And I scald alone, here, under the fire of the great moon.
When I'm alone in my hotel room in some foreign place, I feel very lonely. Then I tuck into my favourite chocolate - Chuckles or Whispers - for some comfort.
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, It's not warm when she's away, Ain't no sunshine when she's gone, And she's always gone too long, Anytime she goes away.
I'm restless. I'm all the time here and there and trying to get myself busy and creative. It's something that's part of my personality since I was a kid.
A lot of my life has been lonely. Fantastic, but lonely.
I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you.
Now that I have found someone, I'm feeling more alone... than I ever have before.
I am restless. I don't mind leaving this comfortable, static life. I could live a year on my own in a remote village.
I don't feel restless, I just like to travel.
When I come home, I need to feel instantly disconnected. In the rest of my life, I feel overstimulated. Here, I want things to be serene and unfussy, full of objects I love - but not too many of them.