Read Echoes Of Solitude :: After we met, I was afraid of becoming HOLLOW

In my mind's eye, I saw us walking hand in hand along a sandy beach, the sun setting behind us in a blaze of orange and pink. We laughed and talked, enjoying each other's company, and for the first time in a long time, I felt truly alive. I saw us leaning against each other, listening to the story you wrote, as if you were squeezing honey out of your mouth, and I felt so jealous of you talking like that to someone else..

The story of Elizabeth and William, how did they meet, and how did they connect ..

You drew a war on their journey, and I wondered about it. 'Was the war necessary?' I asked you, my Joanna, and you smiled like an angel. You said, 'When we are on the edge, we cling to the things we have deep feelings for, even if it is grim and dark''

As I sit here in my room, I can’t help but think about the lady who sparked my daydreaming.

It’s funny how one person can have such an impact on your life..

and I couldn't get her out of my head.

I couldn't help but realize the consequences of my daydreaming.

It had become an addiction, a drug that I couldn't let go of.

I had lost touch with reality and the people around me..

I find that being alone allows me to connect with myself on a deeper level and explore my thoughts and feelings without any distractions. It gives me the space I need to reflect on my experiences and make sense of the world around me... until she broke through. Now, it is no longer just mine; it has become hers.

My once-private space is no longer solely mine.

I feel like I'm standing on the edge of something ..

but I'm too scared to take the plunge ..

I think that I have lost myself, Joanna.

The difference between us is that I know where I lost it.

Joanna, I thought that being alone is scary and rusty, but in reality, it is the place that brings us closer to ourselves. I almost went crazy thinking about you more than I should, I became a daydreamer, but I am not strong enough to handle all of this in a short time.

I think we will meet soon, Joanna..

The weight of my thoughts felt heavier than the darkness that surrounded me. It had been weeks since I had felt like myself, and I knew exactly where I had lost myself - in the tangled mess of my emotions for Joanna.

I had never believed in love at first sight, and before I knew it, I was daydreaming about her every waking moment. But the reality was that I was not strong enough to handle all of this in a short time.

My mind was a whirlwind of emotions - love, desire, confusion, and fear - and I knew that I needed to take a step back and find my footing again.

It was then that I had realized that being alone was not as scary or rusty as I had once thought. In fact, it was the only way for me to reconnect with myself and rediscover who I truly was.

I felt a sense of peace wash over me. For the first time in weeks, my mind was not consumed by thoughts of Joanna. But despite my efforts to distance myself from her, I knew that I could not ignore the feelings that I had for her. I had to face them head-on and find a way to process them in a healthy way.

I felt a sense of determination settle within me.

It was time for me to take control of my emotions and find a way to move forward.