Not the kind of silence where it's simply peaceful...
But the kind where you start to hear your own thoughts way too loudly.

I have evenings like that.

When the day has been long, full of things to do, conversations, people... and then it all suddenly ends. And all that's left is the room, a cup of tea, and the window, through which it's slowly getting dark.

And it's in moments like these that I understand one simple thing.

Loneliness isn't about not having people around.

Sometimes people live together for years... and still feel lonely.

Sometimes they text each other every day... and still feel empty.

And sometimes one person can change everything.

I don't think I need someone just "to avoid being alone." No. That's too boring.

I want a person who makes the world a more interesting place to be with. With whom you can talk until late at night about strange things. Argue about movies. Laugh at silly things. Make plans that are a little crazy.

You know what's most valuable to me?

When there's someone by your side who's genuinely interested in what's going on in your head.

Not just "how are you?"
But—what are you thinking about?

That's probably why I don't like superficial conversations.
I like people with thoughts.

Have you ever felt lonely... even among people?