That is what is our aim in life. We want happiness.
Every decision that we take, everything that we do, we do it so that it makes us happy, so that it turns out good for us.
Remember my mistake?
I gave that decision in the hands of someone whom I believed, loved me…
We wanna spend our lives with people we love, because in love we find happiness.
I found happiness in you, and the day you left me, my happiness left me.
Why did you come in my life?
To snatch away the only heart that I had? To take away all the happiness I deserved?
I don’t wish to blame you but when I look in myself, I see that hollowness, that brokenness which I always hated.
And I can’t deny, the reason is my love.
Not you sweetheart, its My Love.
People say,” No one can survive without his heart…” And here I am, an exception.
But, what one can one do?
We have to live, live in hope, live for passion, for desire, for expectations, for the lost love.
I write not to inspire you, I write to touch your heart, your soul.
I write to feel our pain, our agony, our hate.
So I write to you all once again, if you lost your love, don’t lose your hope. This world is big, you will survive.
Go out and try to find happiness, just like me because as I said,
You don’t have a choice.
When I was in love, I lost all my contact with the world. I started living in MY WORLD. (We all have that little world of ours, don’t we?)
A World where love and happiness was to the power of infinity.
A World where there Was pain, but it never overcame the love.
Unfortunate for me, I have now come to this world.
A world of material things, a world of fake faces and lies. A world where all that matters is pleasure.
Yes, now I am one of them, finding pleasure in life. Making it my main motive. I don’t have any idea what I am doing, why I am doing…
My life has come to a pause, there is no reason, no belief… Just a bit of practicality and randomness.
I want to get the wheel of my life moving, but I can’t. It is funny how I talk about giving inspiration to you, and here I am, in need of motivation myself.
When you are in love, everything just becomes a reflection of your love. Every moment is joined with that happiness, that sense of being loved…
When it all ends,
Everything just shatters, that mirror which showed that reflection, broken.
I remember how I continuously babbled about her to my friends and how now I feel uncomfortable to talk to those friends again. Memories, being the reason.
So I go out finding new friends, in some unknown people so that those memories don’t hurt me anymore.
Maybe talking to new girls would help me understand them more and maybe I would one day, understand, where did I go wrong….
For me, happiness means staying away from those memories…
Don’t know if I will succeed cause chances are always minimal… But we ought to try… Always.
So, go out and find happiness.. But do remember,
“Happiness is something which cannot be attained, but only pursued….”