"My alone feels so good. I'll only take you if you're sweeter than my solitude."
-- Warsan Shire
I woke up to this one fine morning. And I was like, whoa, that's me.
It have lived 25 years of my life so far. And I've felt lonely a number of times. But alone has never been so good so far. In fact, it has overtaken a lot of those crowded hazard like situations(in my mind, they all lead to stampede) now!
I have felt lonely. Then loved. Then lonely as hell. Then depressed. But it ended.
Then I turned to friends. Then after a little together, again lonely. Then betrayed. More lonely.
Then found "the one". Then felt complete. Then abandoned. Then shattered. Then empty. More lonely.
Then again friends, again lonely. Again betrayed. More lonely.
It had good moments, it was a nice adventure. But it was more sad.
I have cried for friends. And for "the one"(more than anyone). They were not there, they disappeared.
Then in the midst of all the lonely, I found alone. I fell in love.
I value my alone time. I love my alone time. I can't wait to be alone after a few hours spent with people.
I'm not telling myself that it's fine to be alone, believe me. Alone is the closest I have been to life, and to perfection. Alone makes me feel alive. Alone is sheer BLISS.
