You know that feeling of complete happiness, like as if the jigsaw of life is finally being solved? That’s pure happiness.
And, I hate that feeling.
I hate that feeling because it’s like someone saying everything will be all right when you all know, it won’t.
I wish I never felt it. It only gives false hope that maybe, things will be okay someday. It won’t though
It also pains me to know that it’s something so rare, so hard to find.
Once it comes, it goes just as quickly, running out of reach of my fingertips.
