Loneliness is crushing, like waves crashing against a break point. It pounds me, makes me soft with emotion. Makes me salty with tears, thoughts of regret and inadequacy. It drowns me in truth of reality. I fight through the waves that threaten to take me under in a current of depression. I’m fighting to break through, to breathe freely. I’m fighting for fresh air. I fight against the under tow, determined to rise to the top… Perhaps one day, I’ll be blessed and the waves will settle into a new love.