The Lonely Never Gets Tired

in moments where the lonely is a lovely company

Here is not even a place I’d aspire to be.

As days turned into nights and nights into days, the lonely barges in. The sweet scent of memories looming throughout the sunrise-lit room paves the way for the lonely.

I asked, “How come you never get tired of visiting me?”

It has been months or so. The lonely never gets tired. It envelopes me like a soft blanket during cold nights�"the keeper of fears. The warmth it radiates accompanies me inside this abyss. No, the lonely never gets tired.

Like a flower that blooms despite the thunderstorms, the lonely grows amidst the chaos. A peaceful dream it breeds. To a foreign land it traverses. No, the lonely never gets tired.

Mountains after mountains it treks. In search of a companion, it goes. It greets the sunshine and watches as it turns into the peaceful slumber of the moon. Sometimes, the lonely tends to overstay for it is quite affectionate of the strings it met. It tries to combine the different threads, resulting to a knitted sweater, yet bathed in monochrome. No, the lonely never gets tired.

“How are you?” It asks.

On a hot summer day, the lonely bathes in a cold glass of water�"a refreshing drink after a while. On cold winter nights, it tucks me and sings me a lullaby until I succumb to slumber. With its soothing voice, serenity it attracts. Sometimes I wonder when the lonely will leave. Is it here to stay or is it just passing by?

Avoiding the question, I asked once again.

“How come you never get tired of visiting me?”

It answered.

“No, the lonely never gets tired. Yet, here is not a place I’d aspire to be.”

Author's Note

quarantine’s really giving me a hard time. how are you?

Reviews

[peachmornings]

Oh my gosh, this is so beautifully (and subtly painfully) written!

I adore the imageries and comparisons you've made in regards to loneliness. As someone who sometimes struggles with loneliness myself (even before quarantines and lockdowns), I actually relate to how quiet loneliness can be. I realised that you have compared loneliness to happy things - flower blooming in chaos, peaceful dreams, knitted sweaters - all of which can provide you warmth, but at the same time, loneliness tends to creep up on positive things that, as you've written, becomes monochromatic. I think it shows in a way how loneliness can lead to depression too.

I'm also in love with the way you've started and ended this piece with 'here is not even a place I’d aspire to be.' said by you (I) and the lonely. It's a stunning way of showing that as much as you don't like to feel lonely, the lonely doesn't want to bother you too. It in a way gives humanity and empathy to the lonely, yknow? It also feels like you and the lonely are roommates almost, strangers but you just have to live with each other.

A very beautiful piece! I hope you're doing well during quarantine. Please hang in there!

[Chara]

Thank you for that! I hope you are doing well, too!

[gabby]

Ate!!! i love the imageries and the analogies, wow. quarantine is also a hard time for me. i love how much emotions can be felt through out the story hehe it is a beautiful piece, it also made me ask my loneliness why does it stay huhu love you!

[Chara]

Perhaps it stays because we unconsciously hold on to it hihi