woensdag, april 04, 2007

You know, you think you're happy.
You think that you have everything anyone can possibly have in this life.
Family, love, laughter, care, fulfillment, religion, yummy food, branded clothes, sufficent money.

But then you dig deeper, you go beyond the curtain of superficiality.
And then you see, that it has always been an up-keep.

You try to make everyone happy, try to believe in something you've long abandoned.
You try so fucking hard to make things work a certain way,
just to re-install that elusive and mysterious faith in love.

Okay, fine, you're happy. You laugh, you live life, you praise good food, you study, you clean your apartment and you pay your bills.

I thought i was done.
I thought i've found the road to a kind happiness that perhaps, might exist for some lucky others, wondering why that could not be me, or if - even more terrifying - it could.


But it only takes that ONE SONG, to lift up that curtain.


And i see that i'm not happy.
In quite possibly every aspect of my life.

And behind that curtain lurks the memory of you.
Dusty; Cobwebs have woven its way around them.

But between those brown boxes of forgotten memory,
I still see a sliver lining.

And i will always seek that silver lining,
elusive as it may be,
it made me so fucking happy.
In quite possibly every aspect of my life.

i think its 8:25 p.m. now

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