Some people questions me,
Why don't I sit with a company?
Why don't I make some friends?
Perhaps, a best friend?
I began pestering my brain:
over and over again,
Maybe; I am an introvert?
None would like to accompany me.
I began living with a crowd:
Loving some of them very dearly
Idea of being without them
made me nostalgic,
Albeit, what are we to do;
Life has it's own way of teaching.
Now... I know why!
I love being lonely,
I fear loving people so dearly:
Allowing them careless access
To my life, My mind, and my heart!
No.Thank you! I love myself profoundly,
I'll choose solitude rather than a company.

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Dated: 22/06/2018