Going Solo
She sits alone watching people as they laugh and share their pleasure with each other. Her sad eyes tell a story of her loneliness; of how she longs for a friend to share her bottled up feelings with. Solitude has strong silky fingers that can reach in and grasp the heart and make it ache with sorrow. If she had a judicious and sympathizing friend, she could confide in her and find the true definition of friendship.
Her maturation process has developed without the most important ingredient. To have a friend is to be one. Instead of seeking someone out to offer assistance to, she asks strangers to help her, further alienating them from her. Friendship is a mutual willingness to help each other through their compassion, the love that develops over a period of time, when trust is put on trial. A true friend is one who passes that test.
The best way to find a friend is to know how to listen to their needs, and find out how to be of assistance to them.
Until she finds a good friend, she will take her misconceptions and loneliness with her to the grave. God bless her.