Only When You're Lonely

I am an only child. No one else in this world has the same two parents, and no one ever will. My childhood was comfortable but instead of always being around cousins and having play-dates with friends I spent a lot of time alone, with my imagination. I'm thankful for my learned independence and ability to be completely content alone, yet I have considered how my singular adolescence has informed my interactions with people into adulthood. Let's be real, I can be very fickle and mood, distant and indifferent. My best girlfriend for 12 years, called her my sister, I got to a point of complete disdain with, and just cut her off w/o regard to love or loyalty. I'm never as emotionally attached as I seem, and in relationships, never really in love. My father raised me, a lot of times on his own, and affection was hard won. Those spare instances were so rare that the only time he said I love you twice in a day was the night before he passed away.