Maybe we're not supposed to be happy. Maybe gratitude has nothing to do with joy. Maybe being grateful means recognizing what you have and appreciating small victories. Admiring the struggle it takes to simply be human. Maybe we're thankful for the familiar things we know, things are typical, routine. And maybe we're thankful for the things we'll never know... Yes, there is reason for everything. At the end of the day, the fact that we have the courage to still be standing, is reasonable enough to celebrate.
At the end of the day, there are some things you just can't help but talk about. Some things we just don't wanna hear and some things we say because we can't be silent any longer. Some things are more than what you say, they're what you do. some things you say because there's no other choice. Some things you keep to yourself cuz no one will ever understand the way you feel. And not too often, but every now and then, some things simply speak for themselves.
Sometimes reality has a way of sneaking up and slap us in the face. And when everything burst into the ocean, all you can do is swim. We can lie to ourselves for so long, but still, for how long? We are tired, scared, denying it. That doesn't change the truth. Sooner or later, we have to put aside our denial, and face the world. The truth is always hurt, but at least, it is true.
I was in love. And will always love, in my way. Keep on judging, i am no angel.