Silence comes in many shades, for good or for worse. Sometimes the soul can take solace in silence and sometimes it can drown in it. Other times we cannot tell the difference, and we are left to decipher our soul and what shade of silence it chose today.
Now that you have seen how I need my solitude to escape bustle and burden of everyday life and how I need my silence to escape these deafening crowds, how I take refuge behind this impenetrable heart of stone, am I still easy to love?
We all have different ways of healing. For me, I need solitude, so much solitude and silence. To just be with myself and my thoughts is how I recharge that battery that never had much spark to begin with.
Some of us favor our solitude over the company of others. We seek out silence like the moon seeks out the night because there are days when our stars burn out and running from the sun is the only way to protect their glorious glow.
Learning to look at you from afar, to not reach you with these hands, to get used to the silence, to become strangers once again is one of the most difficult lessons I have endured and am still learning.