Alone on a weekend..

Lonely hours ticked by...
awaiting the arrival of yet another moment of solitude, of introspection.
But havinng in abundance, that, which is usually scarce makes me value it less. (time)
I wander around doing nothing.

No complaints to make, no wishes unfulfilled.
I am content, too content (I am unsure of this comfort)
The peacefullness is bothering me...

then the phone rings...
and I am longing for the silence again :)

Its almost hilarious
How i hold on to something only when i know that it will be gone

I guess i am just waiting for tht special someone in my life..
and i think..everyone has to wait alone :)