The Old and Lonely
It’s a Sunday and I’m working, but I couldn’t help wonder about alot of personal matters. One is what to say to people I have been encountering who are already old but remained broken hearted and lonely -and two, what if I end up like them? Old and lonely?
Will I be like one of those old people who would preach to younger people that love is a ll pain, and not worth the effort ? Will I be one of those old people will just grab on to anybody not to feel lonely, and end up more hurt ? Will I be one of those old people who would spread their love around like Mother Theresa, and instead of looking for a lover would raise their nieces, nephews and whoever children is around that needed to be raised? Or will I be one of those old people who never bothered to wonder if they are lonely or not in their lives and just try to simply be happy and enjoy ? I wonder. It’s so easy to plan reactions when your not yet in that situation-and bam! After working relentlessly one can wake up one morning and realize one is old and lonely.
Right now I am a loss for words for those who have waited all their lives and never found somebody, or for those who tried many times to love and trust but at the end of day is lonely. I am simply at a loss for words.
