I'm not smiling. Yet I still write :) on every chance I have.
I'm not amused. Yet I will still write ROFL.
I'm not alone. Yet I know that something is still missing.
I'm not dumb. Yet I still hold onto this meaningless hope.
I'm not loved. Yet I still make sure that you feel loved.
I'm not satisfied. Yet I can't tell you about it.
Or to be exact..
I can't tell you about anything anymore.
My heart just won't let me.
My heart is screaming no more of this.
My heart does not want to feel the emptiness.
My heart does not want to give effort that at the end is not mutual.
Yet.
I'm happy actually.
Not.
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Love is a weird thing. Even the best among us will try to hold on to the 0.1% chance that we have. There's a weird analogy for this, one of which i learnt in a cinema.
ReplyDeleteThere's a crystal ball in heaven known as happiness. One day it fell down to the earth, shattering into millions of pieces. The people of the earth tried their best to pick up the pieces of happiness but then, not one of them could pick up all of it.
But all of them believed in one thing, the more you try, the more happiness you'll pick along the way.
So be dumb and keep on trying :) It might not be a perfect happy ending, but it will still be one, so long as you dance to the very last step.
Uncle