Solitude.

She is sitting at the furthest corner of the room.

With her eyes filled with gloom.

I’m secretly observing her.

Even though I don’t want to let her know that am watching her,

I am sure she is going through a process, probably a phase.

I can’t understand because she doesn’t want to be disturbed.

All she want is her space,

A space of her own self where she can think things through and make the right choices.

Where no one can disturb her .

Solitude is what she seeks .

Perhaps she’ll have a peace of mind after all these.

Let me let her be for now.

by @nicolejoanblog