A Lone Tree

Why was I born alone in this isolated area? Who left me here? When will I get a mate or family? How is it just me? Who stranded me on this dry land? Why was I born in the first place?

These thoughts run through my mind every single day. I get agitated by thinking about loneliness. I always try to figure out how I came here in the first place. It drives me insane to think about being stranded in this place with no animals or trees like me. I don't understand why no insects come here and feed on my fruits. I bear juicy and ripe fruits, mangoes. I can't communicate from roots, leaves to anything around me. I stand on loamy soil, it is the most fertile soil and I can't feel any underground-animals passing by or burrowing themselves under my roots. I would be pleased to share this fertile soil with a creature, tree, or plant. I want a living organism to support me during the harshest seasons. I want someone or something to take me out of this cage of isolation. I want someone to love me. I want someone to live with me till my death. I'm a lonely tree in need of escaping from loneliness.