Loneliness is a ticking clock.
A question with no answer.
Who will guard your secrets, dreams, and fears.
Who will keep you company at 3 AM when the time seems endless, and sleep is unachievable?
Finding the intimacy you crave seems impossible.
Who will know your soul and seek to understand your being?
How could anyone understand the tangle of thoughts that buzzes over your head.
There will be a heartbeat you fall asleep listening to.
The thoughts will be straightened and understood and appreciated.
Patience is the true peril of loneliness, and only the hopeless romantics are hopeful enough to wait.
No matter how hard the waiting is, it would be a true crime to rush something so wonderful as intimacy.