It's not all black and white

Longing

Is it just the feeling of loneliness
or the longing for another's touch?
All I know is that I am,
alone,
despite being surrounded by different individuals.
I struggle,
biting my own tongue,
begging myself not to say the wrong thing.
Just do not let them know,
let them know that you feel alone in their presence.
It's nothing personal,
I just,
I just long for something more.
My butterflies have flown away for the winter and never returned.
I guess,
they must have found a safer stomach to make their home.
Now there is an empty hole and in that hole I am missing someone.
Not someone from my past no,
someone that I have yet to meet.
I long for their warm and peaceful touch.
I long for their love.