Sometimes we need to be alone.
A walk of life, for our own specific reasons.
Lately, there is nobody.
Really.
This is not some sad love story.
However, my heart has been broken.
I have cried many tears.
Sadness is ok to be.
I have to say that I really enjoy this type of being alone.
Sometimes even just crying.
Perhaps because I am an introvert, that I feel and see.
Being alone gives me the time to process and understand life’s meaning.
The life that is connected to what is important.
That walk alone gives me time, space and energy.
All that I need, really.
When I am walking alone.
In the park, in the streets or just at the beach.
Feeling the sand between my toes and the coldness of the water from the sea.
I feel there is someone out there waiting for me.
Someone within my reach.
A true love?
Perhaps I shouldn’t take it so seriously.
Although I think deep down love is found underneath the surface.
It is the surface that keeps us going.
To say, when it comes to my love journey.
Still standing on this side of the story and I don’t know who it is going to be.
I can’t see that future, for my own protection and being.
Because If I knew who it was going to be, I wouldn’t be doing all these things.
A purpose of a life that is fulfilling.
Also I would be lost on that road of love.
Perhaps I need to make a little trip?
I don’t know, really.
I just hope it is going to be a love so real.