solitary

The chipper, cheery
Bright and laughing,
Dislike me the most.
But the quiet, thoughtful,
Introspective,
I am like their ghost.

Haunting them
I hover and taunt.
I'm out of reach most days.
After me
Like a drug they've sought
The fix so far away.

What am I?

I the ellusive, coveted,
Solitude.