Alone

Loneliness is such an interesting concept

I feel alone, and at times it does weigh on me- being by myself so much.

I thoroughly enjoy my own company. I allow myself the space I see as crucial for self analyses, self investment.

But when it’s been months now where I find myself alone at night,

I start to crave interaction

And not the kind that fills the void.

Rather- the kind that expands the void into a space of loving compassion

Of understandment

Of vulnerability.

The kind of interaction that encourages growth and stimulates innovation.

The deepest of interactions- the ones that pierce the soul

Unlike a dagger

But like an IV

Takes a minute adjusting to its presence, but it supplies basic needs when we need it most.

Mind you, I find myself having a multitude of interactions every day and I feel so loved by the people I’m so lucky to say surround me.

And I wouldn’t go as far to say a part of me feel incomplete by any means, yet I do sense a forelorn ache every once in a while without a specific presence.

I am whole on my own

I am sacred and pure on my own

I am strong and tough on my own

I rock my independence with dignity unlike any other, believe me.

But that does not diminish the subtle pings of the heart that call out in the night for you.

I yearn no such love but my own to high severity.

Everything I want sits within my throne.

Everything I need resides within this home.

But to be touched again by your soul- I would melt a thousand times

So I’d rather be alone.