The Absence of Someone Who Was Never There

You realise you are alone when you begin to miss someone you never had. In everything you do, wherever you go, they say you are never truly alone — but they do not feel this emptiness. I look down from my window at a city that breathes beauty, and I watch lives passing by: hands held, shared laughter, whispered promises. And I, in the midst of it all, find only silence. What is the use of having the world if there is no one to love us? I will return — and I will have to begin again. Perhaps one day I will learn to fly until I find someone who recognises me.