he paused and averted her gaze.
"I want someone to share my loneliness with me," he continued in a clear hushed objective tone, like how light filters through gauze if it could be words.
He said "loneliness" with a sigh, know that by saying it, he was willing it into being. They were now freed of each other's obligation to each other.
she looked at him, wordless,
and she nodded.
and they held hands,
and they were lonely together.