Being alone means
Not having one to share
All of life’s joys
And pains.

Being alone comes
In many shapes and forms
In a room full
Or not.

Being alone hurts
When all you need is more
A brief, soft touch
To soothe.

Being alone speaks
To a truth hard to bear
Maybe we’re meant
This fate.

Being alone takes
A stronger will to deal
In a world filled
With choice.

Being alone makes
Those times with another
Feel that much more
Special.