Loneliness
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Quiet.
The one thing I once previously longed for now causes fear to grip my heart with its icy tendrils.
Loneliness creeps its way into my veins as I truly realize my position.
Always had I wished to not be asked anything, for them to stop speaking, and for them to just leave me alone.
Now as a lay on top of the cold forest floor looking up at the cold, relentless grey sky I wish for nothing more than to feel another's comforting presence beside me.
Never have I been a social butterfly. I have always preferred to avoid those around me and give the impression that I am not a people person.
I may have my quirks, I may be obnoxious, and I may sarcastic but underneath the hard exterior, I crave human attention.
Now more than ever, as I lay taking my final breaths, I would give up anything in the world just to feel the warmth of another's hand embracing my own.
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First try at a drabble (at least I think it is) and was written when I was in a really sad and lonely mood. Not too sure that I like it, but I posted it anyways.
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