I crave for human companionship.
Not the companionship I know is running through your heads right now.
No. I am not talking about the human companionship where you think you have found your other half.
Where you think that that
is imposible to live without.
I am not talking about that.
Neither am I talking about the human companionship where all you do is open your moths and blurt out random stories of how life is treating you nowadays.
Of how all the events of your life has come together to prepare you for this specific moment in time.
What I crave – What king of human companionship that I want – what I am looking for
is the kind wherein neither one opens their mouth to voice out their stories or their thoughts.
But to breathe.
Wherein neither one initiates any sort of movement or forms any obvious body language consciously.
Wherein all you do is just simply
physically (not even required)
and mentally present.
Not saying a word or moving a muscle
But the sound of sweet, comfortable silence.
All that is there is the presence of the mental bond between both of you
The bond that links you so closely to each other like how every poet connects the sun, moon and stars above.
The kind wherein you could be 100,279,568 miles apart and still
know what the other is thinking.
This is not some sort of unnatural super power.
This is not some sort of psychic pull.
Neither is this something as cliché as love.
…Though in a way
just not the love everyone wants.
This is something else
It is a bond, a connection, a rope tied tightly between best friends, siblings, possibly even strangers whose paths have yet to come across.
or not at all.
A bond that runs so deep between their should and heart that saying it runs through the centre of the earth, is deeper than the depth of a blackhole…would be an insult.
I want this human companionship.
I crave it.