random thoughts

In search of happiness

There comes a time
On this path where you want to stop
Not because you couldn't find it
But because you have

It's ironic that
In the middle of the path
Your heart craves the opposite of what
It set out to find

Sadness

Where are you now?

The heart longs for something
It swore that it wanted to get rid of

That feeling....

Amidst of all the smile and joy
The longing for the ....feeling....
to be able to cry for one last time...