I know I have become far too accustomed
to being left in my own good company.
And though I enjoy the silence,
my mind is anything but quiet.
I am often left with too much time,
To wonder, to ponder, to consider the possibilities.
The what-ifs and could-bes fill my mind,
when all I want is to escape in dream.
I think of how my life could be,
if I just had someone to love.
Not just a lover, or friend,
but a person who could be both and more.
And then I have to ask myself,
what if I could share myself completely?
To hold and be held,
To love and to be loved,
Perhaps I could be happy.
And in the early hours of the night,
I can admit to the darkness that surrounds me,
that I too was meant to love somebody.
So although I love the silence,
and the space to be myself and free,
I know I ache for something else,
A special someone who will also love me.