But that was then.
Now, I am the Wind. Ever blowing, moving, storming.
Never staying, always moving.
Then why do I feel lonely sometimes. I don't mind being alone. I like being alone, doing things on my own, never asking someone, doing things as I would like, being unrestricted by someone. I am happy being alone. But then, sometimes I feel lonely. After being in the vast expanse, after blowing over every corner of the sky, sometimes it feels like it is too big for me alone. And that is when these lapse into loneliness comes to me.
But they must go away quickly, for there are clouds to carry, leaves to rustle and land to cover.
Because I am the Wind, I must be alone in my freedom.
