Humanity's biggest problem

I was with a dear friend today on our way to a meeting at some cafe. Trying to catch up. Hyper me, was opening all sorts of subjects.

I told him I was depressed in general. And he says, who’s not.

I wanted to tell him how lonely I feel.

But then I said, what do you have to worry about? You’re married to the love of your life, you have kids, a car and a house and you have a good job.

He said, so what?

I told him that I feel lonely.

He said, why? Friends are the best.

I say yes, they are, the best. Really.

Then I say, I want someone for me.

He goes on and says, “that’s humanity’s biggest problem”

I say, yeah exclusivity.

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What do I miss?

I miss having this one person, who’d be waiting all day to see or talk to me and hear about how my day was.

Someone who’s really interested. Not a friend that wants to catch up.

Someone, I know when hearing their voice that everything will be alright.

Amongst all other important things I value in a relationship. That’s what I miss the most.

That tender, genuine, caring voice.

That waits to hear my tender, genuine, caring voice too.