Alone
She lives a lonely life, He wonders what went wrong, they share the same goodnights, only oceans apart. He rushes out in the morning, grabbing his bag and coffee on the way out, no one in sight to say good morning to. She bids her cats farewell, the smell of her home has a missing ingredient, its that belong feeling.
She washes up her plates, after a candlelight dinner, she always had an extra plate just in case. He parks the car, walks out with a small bag of groceries in one hand, and a fast food bag in the other, he misses home cooked food.
Another great weekend he thinks, as he drives back home after a weekend at the beach, his sound system is playing oldies.She hangs up her phone, after a long talk with her mom, she misses those hugs, but she must move on with her life.
She pampers herself in the finest of creams and aromatic oils, she compliments it with a spray of some light french perfume and goes to bed. His passion for laughter keeps him alive, he always has a laugh or two, then calls it a night.
He wonders and wonders what if & why? all the time, the chime comes back with no answers to his calling. She thinks of a better day, and find its today, she had to pay and pray, just to end up like this… in total dismay.
They both look at their ceilings, as if in total synergy, at the exact moments and across many distant lands. They all join hands without touching one another, they don’t know that every night, as they switch off the lights and call it a day, thousands and millions of others are all looking at their ceilings. They don’t have to close their eyes, for when its total darkness, what good is an eye?
Its pay back time! the sounds come crawling in at night. “Its time me and you had a little talk and face the truth, just you and me”, the little voice uttered in a shallow and eerie voice. They all adhere to this close encounter with their own thinking, no cheating or hiding now, only simple facts. As much as they try to shoo this voice away, as much as they need to relieve themselves, they struggle.
Depending on the level of these poor souls at night, some may take a few minutes and give in, and some may take a whole hour of dodging to break. The voice is sure it will get an answer, it has nothing to lose and nowhere else to be.
In one voice, in one shattering moment, in one heart beat and in total harmony, they all breath out the words:
“Yes I am lonely”, now leave me alone!
Its never too late to change the facts, or the facts will change you, search, but when you search, keep an open mind, and focus on the real things you want in life, choose wisely and precisely, and ride out the storms together, I guess you’re saying “ Look who’s talking” and I would reply
“ Yes I am lonely”.
“The most terrible poverty is loneliness, and the feeling of being unloved.”~ Mother Teresa
mamdooh.alradadi
The boy in the red Ferrari fish like us
Even @ the company of many others such feeling bites. Today, i truly felt disconnected from my surroundings. Circled with many un-meaningful human beings. Where the one I care most about, was a body without a soul. Do not want to lose u grandma, the grief was tearing me into shreds. Feels like crying, May allah bless u grandma :’(