Being alone makes my head ache.
Sometimes isolation is nice though.
But thoughts rush back reminding me of all of the mistakes.
How can such a simple thing make me feel so low?
When I’m by myself I begin to think.
When I’m by myself I cry.
When I’m by myself I feel myself shrink.
"Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight," - anonymous 1895. That’s the oldest discovered reference to wishing on stars.