If every lonely soul met at a convention made specially for them, I bet there'll be no music, just silence and the sound of winds.
Can you imagine?
Well, try.
Convention for lonely souls.
Those who appear all good but terribly, terribly lonely inside.
Who tries to believe that everything is going to be good and who tries to live it.
Maybe the best venue for the event would be, on hillsides, overlooking the city so far away. Or maybe, just on an empty land. With tall grasses and little flowers. Or maybe just on a field with little grasses.
If it's held during the day, the weather might be a little sunny, but mellow, all in all, surely windy.
If it's in the night, the sky might be clear with spread of stars. The moon are welcomed too. The air is chilled but dry. All lonely souls just wished to throw their gaze far away, breathing the clear air. They have given up so much things to be there. Even when the convention being attended by 1000 lonely souls, for each of them, it would feel as if they're standing alone.
Until one soul capture another soul's attention, with only God knows the cause and reason of that.
And when that happened, another soul would turn their head to silently bid goodbye to the two lonely souls who found themselves in each other, and as they turned their heads, they saw another souls, and in them, might be the reflection of their own lonely souls.
So smile.
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