In wintertime, there could still be that glisten of warmth from the Sun that makes you feel like basking in it forever. That also holds true in turbulence of emotions. Win some, lose some, they say. I've been having heavy afternoons lately, drowning in a haze of confusions and asking questions to myself that I don't really want answers to. I kept having thoughts that runs wild. I stopped missing anyone and putting my happiness on anyone. My cats reminds me that just as they run around when I chase them, love runs when you chase after it. It scares them.
It's not entirely depressing, but when it comes down to crashing, I crash hard. Oh honey, I wish I was a thousand miles away from here right now. I wish I was home, I wish I was in some foreign lands which names I can't even pronounce, wish anywhere but here. But I am here, in my room at 3 in the morning dancing to this song alone and dreaming of a me that is stronger than this.
The elation never last. Happiness is fleeting. So is life. But these emotions are grey, patched and uncertain. Days had been hazy, but I still keep close the happiness I sometimes feel. It keeps me going. And true, I only truly writes whenever I'm sad, so now I am here writing for quite no reasons at all.
