Being Lonely

I thought that loneliness was bliss

Until you left me

The lifeless house

And the threatening noise of the fan

Disturbing my unspoken thoughts

Distractions no longer entertain

My unfocused mind

I realized that silence is golden

Only for those on the other side

I got what I wanted

Only to fight looming misery

Waiting desperately for your return

When you would ask for silence

6 thoughts on “Being Lonely

  1. “…Waiting desperately for your return…When you would ask for silence…”

    Powerful hints and possibilities here about the identity of “your” and “you”…

  2. Thanks a lot for going through my previous post and the comment. Yes..when somebody is so accustomed to silence, even the noise of a fan or a TV could seem disturbing..

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