Happiness comes...
When you least expect it.
Out of nowhere.
Suddenly.
Happiness leaves...
When you need it the most.
When you're clinging on.
Painfully.
Can we keep the happiness we strive for?
Or are we fated to live in a state of perpetual contentedness?
Never to feel elation, but never to feel sorrow.
Destined to live in the grey area, never drifting too far one way for too long.
Or are we simply too scared to face the sadness looming around?
Too scared to realize that we're not happy, not really.
Too scared to make a change, make a decision.
Too scared to move out of the grey, into the light.
And are we every truly happy? How do we know when we are?
When our eyes sparkle as we talk, when we can't help but smile while thinking about it.
When it's the only thing on our mind, the only thing we want to do/be around.
And how long can this happiness persist?
For a day. A week. A month. A year.
Forever?
Happiness comes...
Happiness goes...
Does it every stay?
I suppose it does, sometimes, if you're really, really lucky. When you find that one person or one thing you wouldn't mind dedicating your life to. Food for thought, I suppose.
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