On Living Alone in a Large House

Sometimes,
loneliness is a loud, silent ringing in your ears,
one you try to drown out with music
or the TV.

Sometimes loneliness is
a tingle along your skin,
as you feel someone's eyes on your back,
but turn to find no one there.

Sometimes,
loneliness is the solitary scent
of just yourself on the sheets
when you wake up, blinking and bleary-eyed, in the morning.

Sometimes loneliness is the sour taste
of nothing on your tongue,
as breakfast and lunch have come and gone
with no one to remind you to eat.

Sometimes loneliness
is a flash of movement
at the corner of your eye,
forever elusive, evading you.

Sometimes loneliness 

is a heavy feeling in your chest, 

an ache that sits on your heart 

and makes it hard to breathe.

[Source]: photo here