What is it about loneliness, that the best of us fear so much?
Is it the fear of waking up alone?
Or the possibility of having no one to talk to in the middle of a tearful night?
Why does it hurt to have no one to call your own?
So you've convinced yourself that you love living with your pet. Freedom and all that. Then why does the sight of your neighbour hand-in-hand with his wife bother you?
What is it that frightens you most about loneliness?
A lonely birthday? A solitary Christmas eve?
No friends to haul you out of an accident?
A call that will never come, despite waiting for it all night?
No shoulder to vent into? No one to wipe the tears?
No one to take a long walk on the beach with? To appreciate the wind in your hair?
Are you amidst a crowd, yet lonely?
Looking for a face that you call familiar? Is it the absence of that face what's bothering you?
Ah, I see what's troubling you.
The need of a hug, the want of a kiss, the pain of love.