Breaking

Breaking is an illusion.

We are often deceived by change. We think it is death. Here I sit, feeling more alone than I have ever felt. Wait. That isn’t true.

Here I sit.

I feel more alone than I have felt since he moved into my line of sight. I feel alone like before I knew what it felt like to be heard.

I think that’s what lonliness is. I think loneliness is having no voice at all. Loneliness is that realization, that feeling that sweeps you up and drowns you when you KNOW you have not been heard.

It’s that philosophical question that is now all but a joke... if a tree falls in the forest but no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound? Loneliness is not knowing if your screams are even making a sound.