Love.

February 26, 2012 | kirin

It’s hard being happy all the time.

 

 

It’s easy to keep yourself busy. To occupy yourself and make sure you don’t have enough time to think about the things that could make you feel sad. But then they have a sneaky way of sneaking up behind you, catching you unawares.

 

 

Nobody told me to keep the things that make me sad to myself. I WANT to share my sadness to halve it but then again, I don’t want to add to the sadness already there in the world.

 

 

My sadness seems singular and selfish.

 

 

I wish I could undo the toll age takes on people. Kiss it and make it go away. Like mama and dada did when I was little and I hurt myself.

 

 

I want to say everything will be ok.

 

 

But all I can do is Love and make sure the people I love FEEL loved.

 

 

And that is all.