I remember a time when I didn’t think it possible to be lonelier than I was. I remember meals eaten in total silence, one place set, one plate with one fork, and I remember forgetting sometimes to even turn on the light. I remember thinking that I should settle, that I should just forget the dream of finding someone, something that made me feel alive and whole and excited. I remember emptiness as a companion, feeling hopeless and exhausted and worn out. I remember this, and I will never forget, and I am glad for this. I am here to tell you, when you think it over, it’s not, when you think you’ll stay alone, you won’t. When you think there’s nothing worth hoping for or holding onto, there is. Hope, happiness, is like stars, we have to turn away, face the darkness, for the shine to appear. I know this is scary, I know it’s hard being all these things, being alone, empty, forlorn, but there is shine on the horizon, there’s always light coming. I promise you, if you hold on for what you deserve, it will come, it always will come. Today’s poem, was a custom poem written for someone who felt this, who believed this, and then it came. This is Typewriter Series #3064 and if you wish to hear me read it as you read it, click Play below.
I’ve been of the mindset that no one is coming for me, that I’m on my own and it’s for the best. Love seems too stressful anyway. But you’re a constant reminder that one day love will come and it will find me. Thank you for this.
Ooof...right in the gut. Here I am convincing myself I’m perfectly happy by myself...except for those dreams I have where someone arrives and isn’t scared to love me despite me being me and I suddenly feel something again....this reminds me that there is still a subtle nagging in my soul to keep hoping, even though my logical brain says NO THANK YOU.
I feel the comments here so much. I haven’t dated in 6 years and truly am at peace alone. I don’t stress and I actually enjoy it but there is sometimes that “well that’s nice for them” feeling when you see others in love. I often feel so many things in life are better shared but I also don’t know if that needs to be a lover.. or maybe I just don’t have hope for myself? I guess we continue on.. just wait and see..
I’ve been of the mindset that no one is coming for me, that I’m on my own and it’s for the best. Love seems too stressful anyway. But you’re a constant reminder that one day love will come and it will find me. Thank you for this.
Ooof...right in the gut. Here I am convincing myself I’m perfectly happy by myself...except for those dreams I have where someone arrives and isn’t scared to love me despite me being me and I suddenly feel something again....this reminds me that there is still a subtle nagging in my soul to keep hoping, even though my logical brain says NO THANK YOU.
I feel the comments here so much. I haven’t dated in 6 years and truly am at peace alone. I don’t stress and I actually enjoy it but there is sometimes that “well that’s nice for them” feeling when you see others in love. I often feel so many things in life are better shared but I also don’t know if that needs to be a lover.. or maybe I just don’t have hope for myself? I guess we continue on.. just wait and see..
Beautiful poem, you nailed it. Reading your emails in the morning is a strong way to start my day. 💜