A Piece of Hidden Thoughts and Feelings

Alone

Alone

I missed this.
The feeling of the breeze as it hits your face,
The sun shining on you,
The way the trees swings,
The feeling of being alone.

I missed...
How I do not care on what people will see me as,
Walking aimlessly but not lost,
How I become one with my thoughts,
Not to listen to what others want,
And the feeling of being alone but not isolated.

I missed how I seat in a place...alone
Being one with the wind,
Being one with the nature,
Being one with my inner self,
As I listen to the songs playing on my phone
And writing poems.

I miss being by myself,
Having no feelings but not feeling empty,
I missed how I am able to talk to the Lord.
I missed how I make myself happy and comfortable.

I ran away from being alone for years
Fearing it,
Hating it,
And by now...at this very moment
I am loving it.
I am loving the feeling of being alone.