LONER

I talked to the walls.

No one else talk too.

The walls don't Interrupt.

The walls don't leave.

The walls holds the echo of me.

My shadow, my old friend.

And still my friend.

The world moves in pairs.

And I moved in silence.

What a loner I'm.

I became a crowd of one.

A gathering of one and a meeting of one.

Morning tea for two - me & my thoughts.

I whisper to the ceiling and talked to the walls.

Just myself alone.

The noisy street.

My name echoes only in my head.

Things became boring and uninteresting.

And finally, the loner learnt to survive.

Stayed & enjoyed the alone company.

I'm the loner who learnt to clap for myself when no one else does.

I laughed alone & hug myself.

The cheer & midnight prayer.

I stayed awake & sometimes don't sleep at all.

Alone isn't empty.

Alone is quiet & peaceful.

Just myself & my thoughts.

I walk with myself.

I heal with myself.

I dine & wine with myself.

The silence was growth & the distance was safety.

Being alone, a loner, was my default setting.

Just a loner like me, building a world that doesn't need permission to exist.

And finally, I found that one person again.

Myself.