At 23, I’m in a phase of my life where I often find myself longing for companionship. Being single is something I’ve grown accustomed to, but that doesn’t mean I don’t wish for a partner. There are moments where I find myself daydreaming about what it would be like to have someone by my side, someone to share life’s ups and downs with.
Loneliness can feel particularly sharp when I see couples around me—whether it’s at a restaurant, on a walk, or even just scrolling through social media. It’s not that I’m unhappy or dissatisfied with where I am in life; it’s just that I crave that connection, that bond with another person. Someone to listen, someone to hold, someone to understand me in ways no one else can.
There’s a misconception that loneliness equals unhappiness, but I don’t believe that’s true. I have moments of joy, fulfillment, and gratitude. However, the desire for a partner is real. It’s like there’s a missing puzzle piece in my life. When I share this with others, they often suggest that I “enjoy being single” or “focus on self-love,” and while I understand the sentiment, it doesn’t erase the very human need for connection.
It’s not about rushing into a relationship. I want something genuine, something that grows organically, where both partners are equals, lifting each other up. I’ve learned not to settle for less just to fill the void. Loneliness has taught me patience, even though it’s not always easy to endure.
Until that right person comes along, I’m focusing on nurturing myself. I know that being whole on my own is important, and I’m actively pursuing my passions, hobbies, and goals. But I still can’t help but wonder, who will be the one to fill that space beside me?
