In response to a, "How are you doing?" I beamed the brightest smile And responded with a, "Good." But I was not good, Nor bad Nor fine Nor any manner of redundant emotions But I was lonely Despite the friends The family The boy And it stirred up a flame of anger in my heart. How could I be lonely When I did not deserve it? In an attempt to fan the flames I texted I called I talked And did everything I could To shun the feeling That is loneliness But what I did not realize Is that at this moment in time On this day In this hour I was meant to feel lonely Loneliness was meant to enter into the home of my heart And that is okay So next time he comes along I am going to open the door Pull out a chair Grab him some tea And abide with him for a moment Because as crazy as it sounds Loneliness makes me feel A little less lonely
An open letter to a feeling that made me feel a little too much yesterday.