What the hell is this life doing… Who’s the damn boss to pull the strings? What have I done? What’s my fault in that I’m alone…

I never meant to hurt anyone. Well, my ex women never told me I was rude or something. They said they just stopped loving me. Nothing like “You could send flowers more often, you know…” There was love and there is no love any longer. How could that happen? Is love something that can appear and disappear in a matter of moments?

I can say I loved them. I really did. Maybe my love sometimes could look a bit strange, who knows, but I know I tried to do my best to make them happy… and now I’m alone.

I have stopped trying to find my beloved one after my third wife initiated a divorce. She said she’d found another “more interesting and ambitious” man so that she wants to spend the rest of her life with him. No bad words about me. No one ever said I’d ruined their lives whatever…

What’s the problem then? Why should I be alone? What is my greatest sin for which God has condemned me to be single for years to come. And I’m sure I’m doomed to be single and all alone by myself.

I have no hopes. I have no love. What I feel is hate. I hate to be alone. I hate to be an alone being. Would never wish that to my hardest enemy.