Alone. I feel Alone. Is it bad, by no means. Alone is how I love to be. But what is alone? I'm surrounded by people everyday, but what's inside remains hidden; away from predators who will take me for their prey. Alone I sit today, the same as yesterday, but I don't ache. Not the way I did when I let them in. They took a peek at my vulnerabilities; and jumped at them like a pack of wolves devouring their prey. Alone I sit and reminisce. No signs of worries or distress. I'm reminded of courage. I'm reminded of me. I'm reminded that it's okay to just be.