It finally hit me. so hard. that I nearly teared. I'm lonely. Just lonely.
The feeling rise so high when a friend of mine lost her hand phone, and making a simple shopping trip so difficult. I was living life so lonely till I did not even realize I was lonely, yet I am happy. Looking back, celebrating a joyous event, such as scoring excellent marks in the Psychology report, getting new shoes, celebrating sister's 22nd birthday, celebrating the end of First Year in university, and the end of the most horrendous exam papers ever sat etc, I was celebrating all this alone. No one to hold hands and jump around and cheer or throw confetti. No one to say " Good for you! I'm glad it's done too".
Sister would say "You better go hunting soon, cause sooner or later, all the good ones will be gone". I refuse to believe her even though, I know that she is telling the truth. However, the need to find 'The One' is always blocked by the reason 'I haven't enjoyed my single life to the last of it yet,there is always time.' Mom would say " On the bright side, you are saving yourself a lifetime of arguments and disagrees." But, the Bright side is not bright enough to convince me. I want to have an argument, I want to be the pain in the ass girlfriend, who wants this color napkin instead of that, and then I want to realize that I am the one who is wrong, and be the stubborn one refusing to admit till he gives in and then we are a happy couple all over again.
I want that. I want to share. I want to give. I want to hold.
I just want to erase the word loneliness.
PS: I'm not sad, I'm just at the realizing stage.
