Don’t know when I started to feel the pain of loneliness...
I was hurt...
Broken... and Scared...
Slowly I started to embrace it’s pain...
And may be, started to love it...
It couldn’t hurt me anymore...
It made me start again...
As nobody will start it for you...
It made me not to wait for anything...
As nothing will wait for us...
I love to call myself a late bloomer...
As it is, better late than never...
Happy that I could bloom...
As many couldn’t...
Sometimes I still wait for someone...
Who will wait for me...
And still I embrace the pain of loneliness...
Only this time with a smiling face...

— Jonna Adam