[this will forever remain one of my favorites.]
Solitude, emptiness, wanting to belong. When you’re alone, do you want to be with someone? Do you want to belong to something? That feeling of wanting to be included?
I took a quick walk today and saw this misconstrued beauty. It was alone. Unaccompanied, lonely, sole, companion-less, isolated, unmatched, and desolate. Why I took this animal to be all these things; It’s beautiful. She is screaming for attention. On the inside, it’s ok to be forlorn, but on the outside, you want to be loved, noticed, and appreciated. And maybe for one time in her life, she was. I walked by, noticed her, and took advantage of my time with her. I appreciated her, showed her attention, accompanied her for the brief moments until she felt forsaken.
Forsaken, because I only noticed her for what caught my attention. Looks, appearance; for her comeliness and delicacy. My fascination was not because I liked the fact she was an animal, another living creature that I cared for, but for the presentation she so swiftly converged. After she felt the attention she deserved was enough, or died on the inside because this engrossment was so impersonal and uninvolved, she decided she’d had enough. I was immersed in her beauty, and that alone. She knew that, she felt it, and so quickly as I walked upon her, she left.
She belonged, for a sole moment, and couldn’t understand that feeling. So she left. Unintentionally sometimes, that’s me.
Interested in changing the world.