I've been taking walks lately in my free time. It's weird to think that all the people walking around me have a destination.
"Does anyone could be walking just for the sake of it?" I wonder.
It helps me think about stuff and maybe find something interesting in the way. I often fantasy about meeting someone doing this. They would notice me while I read a book (which helps me too) and ask me what is it about. We would have a conversation and interchange ideas while sitting on a bench. Just a fantasy...
But no one walks alone like me, no one reads and no one cares. Couples taking hands and groups of friends are sure to remind me of what I don't have. It looks so easy... walking in company.
In the end, I just sit in a place looking at the sunset, arms crossed, watching other people pass near me like if I was a statue. Forgotten.
I know I can't force anyone to walk with me, and too shy to approach someone. I feel I have so much to share; so much love to give but no one in the other side of the street... no one who makes me stop walking.
Lonely people do this? Do they waste their time like this?
Maybe I need to walk far away, maybe that way I can find that person who would stop to ask me something meaningful... I don't know.
Sorry, I'm rambling. Like I do in my mind during my long walks.
It looks so empty, when you look carefully...
"Does anyone could be walking just for the sake of it?" I wonder.
It helps me think about stuff and maybe find something interesting in the way. I often fantasy about meeting someone doing this. They would notice me while I read a book (which helps me too) and ask me what is it about. We would have a conversation and interchange ideas while sitting on a bench. Just a fantasy...
But no one walks alone like me, no one reads and no one cares. Couples taking hands and groups of friends are sure to remind me of what I don't have. It looks so easy... walking in company.
In the end, I just sit in a place looking at the sunset, arms crossed, watching other people pass near me like if I was a statue. Forgotten.
I know I can't force anyone to walk with me, and too shy to approach someone. I feel I have so much to share; so much love to give but no one in the other side of the street... no one who makes me stop walking.
Lonely people do this? Do they waste their time like this?
Maybe I need to walk far away, maybe that way I can find that person who would stop to ask me something meaningful... I don't know.
Sorry, I'm rambling. Like I do in my mind during my long walks.
It looks so empty, when you look carefully...