I am not a recluse. I am not unsociable. I just like being alone.
I like the freedom of roaming my dwellings wearing nought but my underwear. I like to ruthlessly scour through decades of forgotten music to rediscover lost gems. I like to get lost in pursuit of the most trivial achievements. I like to doodle. I like to be without thoughts. I like to watch the tide of time roll away. I like being alone.
But today... Today I'm lonely.
Today i am without the one person whom i wish to do everything with... the only person whom i feel comfortable doing nothing with. The one person who can always make me smile, who shares my hopes and dreams, who understands, who makes me whole.
Folklore suggests that when a soul descends to earth, it splits in two. Each half of the soul inhabiting a different body as a vessel, with neither being considered complete until the other is discovered...
I am complete.
She can contend.
