That time

Most of the time
when we get too busy with things other than our lives
we will suddenly stop abruptly

That moment, be it that one meal you are having alone in that busy foodcourt
walking home late one night
staring at the computer screen aimlessly one afternoon
lying on your bed that night when you couldn't sleep

The moment strikes pretty hard, sometimes cold
leaving you speechless
But first of all, you have nothing to say to it

So bearing the insatiable feeling
you face this brief period
like a deer staring at the spotlight

They call it loneliness
some rephrased it as boredom
but i call it my best friend