Posted by Anonymous on 2014/05/04 under Uncategorized I’m just a wandering body looking for companionship on this voyage of enlightenment. Due to circumstances I’m stranded at home most of the time. I’m also not incredibly able to work well in highly social situations. So I’m alone a lot. I do enjoy my solitude, but occasionally I get this stomach turning ache in my heart, in my very soul. I yearn for companionship. I yearn for someone to speak with. I yearn a mate whom I can do nothing with and be perfectly content. Someone to hold at night. Someone to make feel as angel everyday. Oh how I wish. Every night I wish for it. For nothing else but companionship. To love someone wholly and have the feeling reciprocated. Will I never find me mate? Will I never find another wandering body to share this journey? I’ve begun to lose hope. But then again, what kind of hope does a wandering body have at all… Oh woe is me… The epitome of my sadness and joy lies in a contradicting nature; solitude.
I understand. I myself enjoys solitude but sometimes that little wish of finding a good person to share life with just wells up and disturbs the quiet content. Maybe by nature, human beings all yearn for things they don’t have / the opposite of status quo. Honestly, I’ve given up on that hope not long ago. To my surprise, it’s not painful. That just means I need to make my future plans assuming I’ll be alone all the time.