the single life and loneliness

have a verra compleeecated relationship. Things were just fine when ALL my relationships were long-distance. Recently though, I have been having Visitors. And guess what? I'm lonesome.
It is the incompleteness of it all that gets to me.
My mum is here. My sister isn't. the eating of mango curry is a sad thing without her.
Two much-loved and waited-for friends visited me last week. the Wonderful One they has introduced me to won't be here for a long while yet.
humph.