Wednesday, April 2, 2014

Sometimes I have found more comfort in falling off the face of the earth than being surrounded by human presence.
That doesn't make me anti-social, it doesn't make me a recluse, it doesn't mean anything more than I find solace in silence, and just being immersed in my own thoughts; in my own being.
Sometimes I don't read my messages, sometimes I do, but never reply.
Sometimes I'm busy, and sometimes I just say that I am.
That doesn't mean I care less about people, it doesn't mean I'm being avoidant in order to hurt anyone or push anyone away.
People need their own space to breathe.
If that means I have to run for miles in the other direction, then I'll run as fast as I can.
Then I'll take my time when I decide return.

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