What is it?

It's a button on a screen

The thing that separates me from myself

It's a longing to be seen

That makes me fear the highest shelf

It's happened once already

A type of solitude that no one desires

It's what made me unsteady

Abandonment: never expected, only transpired

It's a simple talk

One that changed my life forever

It's what pushed the block

So that I would be alone never

It's a mended wound

An inspiring memory in my mind

It's a life in tune

Company is no longer hard to find