It's 10pm and I am sitting in my room covered in blankets watching silent films before I drift asleep.
Am I alone or lonely?

It's Saturday night and I am in a basement full of friends, wine and hookah.
With every puff and and gulp, I wonder why you are home and not laughing with me?
Am I alone or lonely?

It's Sunday morning and I awake at seven.
Would love me past Saturday night?
Am I alone or lonely?

It's a Thursday afternoon.
The sun from the porch door shines into the living room and warms my body.
I wonder if your hugs are warmer than sunlight.
Am I alone or lonely?

It's Monday morning.
I slouch on the carpeted bus seat and watch the rain fall on the window as classical music soars through my ears.
I blend in with the other passengers and I want sunshine.
You make me feel so bluesy.
Am I alone or lonely?

At the desk in the library, it takes longer to write this research essay than usual.
I struggle and wonder if you could put the words in my mouth.
Am I alone or lonely?

When you are standing in front of me, your face hits me like a train collision.
The orchestra plays in my mind, but all I hear are the same augmented chords.
I can't read you at times. Are you worth it?
Am I alone or lonely?

When I lie in bed at night, I ponder why I need you,
Why I want you.
It takes me time to think of your voice, which I find soothing.
Or the jacket that you never take off.
I close my eyes, turn to the side and sigh.
I am either alone or lonely.