I need someone to understand this.
When I say I'm lonely or that I'm tired of being alone, it doesn't come from a place of not being comfortable by myself. I am immensly comfortable being alone, I like being alone, and at times I thrive off of it. But being alone isn't always fun, and I long for something more. I can go to the movies alone, but I also want the option of having someone I care a lot about come with me. To share experiences with someone I love.
It just feels like I've come to love myself and I want to share that with someone. I have so much love that I'm ready to give, to commit and devote to one person. And without someone to give it to, it just sits there, with no where else to channel it. To the point where sometimes I feel like I'm so filled with it that I could explode, like there's not enough room inside of me to contain it. It's this sort of restlessness that makes me want to reach out and yet intensifies my loneliness.
I guess I just want people to understand that I love myself. But I'm also ready to fall in love and love someone besides myself.
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