Alone.
Being alone is a blessing and a curse. When you're alone, it can be a solace. A beautiful serene thing. You're able to think as loud as you want. You're able to become one with yourself. We often find joy in being alone because we need it. There's so much with the world that happens so quickly and when we find the chance to just sit down and drown in your thoughts, it can be so...rejuvenating. You don't have to think about anyone in that moment, but yourself.
But sometimes? It's a bad feeling. The feeling in your heart when something isn't there. When you stare at the wall hoping— praying that the emptiness will just disperse. Then there's that physical dull ache in your chest while your trying to hold back sobs because you're unsure on why this is even happening to you of all people. Why not those who actually deserve this. You're good. You never did anything to feel this way, right? You wait for that reassurance...and wait but all you have are those dead thoughts because you're alone.
