they told me solitude is great
and it is okay to enjoy some perfect atmosphere alone.
they told me everything nice and scintillating about that journey called solitude.
but they forgot to tell me it is a long and dangerous one.
i found out for myself that solitude ain't no journey but a destination.
it soothes you in a way that it becomes so addictive and you crave for it like... well, whatever it is you're addicted to.
nobody ever told me that someday, I'll choose solitude over human relationships because (i perceive) the former radiates and the latter leaves me exhausted.
yes, solitude is an amazing place to be.
but my dear, like a coin
there are also two sides to it.