You’re here next to me. But it’s not you I’m seeing. I don’t even know who you are.
Have I ever known? Or was it just my dreams and desires I was projecting on to you? Have you ever been real?
Memories are all I’m left with now. Or were they dreams?
I see you here next to me, but it’s not really you.
I see your shape but I feel nothing. Strangers in a car.
What is happiness? How many people can say that they have been truly happy at some point in their lives?
Is happy just a moment or is it a state you can be in for ever and ever?
If you go around town and watch the faces of other people, you will think that happy does not exist. How shallow and sad are the eyes of the people you see everyday?
Does money buy happiness? Can you truly be happy if all you do is work, sleep and eat, repeat?
Stop looking at others for what makes them happy, look deep down inside of you for what makes you happy. Stop listening to what happy is for people you see on TV and search for what happy can be for you and the ones you love and cherish.
Be more than just a face in the crowd!
I have always been a rational person, but somehow, looking back on past decisions and mistakes, all of them were based on my emotional part.
I have created a rational wall around me, emotionally unavailable.
It’s an unconscious type of thing, something I do on a regular basis like waking up and breathing and walking.
We are all animals, we base ourselves on instinct more than anything.
Is rationality even a real thing? Or is it something we pretend to have so we can make sense of our poor judgment?
How do you continue with your life after an end? Whatever that end might be. How do you start over with new things, new friends, new feelings?
Where do you get the power to do things better? To not reach that end again…
Do you just tell yourself everything has to be ok? Do you just go on with your boring routine and then cry yourself to sleep?
I choose to be better, do better and make the best out of a bad situation.