The case was at its final verdict. He turned his sight from the judge to me. His eyes glinted just like they once did when he was wrapped up in my arms with a white sheet. But they lacked the innocence they once possessed. The stare was interrupted by the verdict-“Guilty”. Unforgettable. It was a March 24th, the same day he was born.
To me, loneliness comes not when I am alone but when I am in a group of known faces who acts like they are my friends but I am sure they are not when I am not around.