Kavipriya Moorthy

My loneliness is a choice, not a situation.

Life presents twists and turns, and there comes a pointwhere you have no clue if you should turn left or right. It ispure luck or fate, and of course, let__ not forget the only onewho takes the blame, God! God wants this to happen, it__ allGod__ plan to direct you to something better.

If someone asked me if I liked him, Yes!If someone asked me if it was love, Jeez, no!Being offered sex with him, I__ say __ell, yeah!_.

But now, I am addicted to the peace and calm of being alone. There is something so soothing about solitude that I have no urgent wish to give it up and connect with people.

Lying there, feeling safe in his tight embrace, a tear escaped my resolute eye and darkened his purple shirt. I usually do not cry when I am afraid, but invariably did when I felt safe and cocooned, like I felt in the confines of his strong, sure arms.

I can see the common people, with their halo of self-defined morality (that changes conveniently based on needs), coin a term for me that I don__ quite approve of _ Bitch.