March 2012
4 posts
I like being alone.
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend;
I realize that even though I like being alone,
I don’t fancy being lonely.
February 2012
32 posts
January 2012
69 posts
“My soul is from elsewhere, I’m sure of that, and I intend to end up there.”
– Rumi
“So I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in...”
– Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets
