For me, it has been a very long time since anyone has wanted any type of relationship with me.
So I just stopped looking, choosing to turn off those kinds of emotions and accepting that I am not a good person or worthy of having such things.
Besides, I do not have the skill-set required to have or build a meaningful relationship of any kind, and I doubt anyone would ever see investing time in me as anything worthwhile.
So I spend every day trying to come to grips with the fact:
1) No one will ever be there to comfort me, no one will be there to hold my hand, no one will ever tell me they respect me, and no one will be there at my bedside if I live to old age.
2) No one will be there to see that I am buried properly (I will most likely end up in an unmarked or simple-number mass grave).
3) I will truly die alone (yes, everyone dies alone, but there are usually family members around or at least someone to notify). In my case, there is no one who will be there willing to handle the finality of my death.
As someone without a pack, family, or significant other to reach out to, this quote only seems apt for my life's situation. "The lone wolf dies, but the pack survives."