I realised one thing through put these few days… My idea of happy was maybe all a fairytale.
When you get happiness you can’t just let it rot away. You can’t expect it to last forever. You need to preserve it, meaning, put effort into it. For the longest time I thought that once you’re happy, it ends there and it would stay that way.
Between you and I, I’ve learnt this… Maybe that’s why it all went crashing down. But, humans aren’t perfect creatures and so are the relationships we make.
Maybe I shouldn’t be near any kind of relationships for now, I can barely keep myself happy. I doubt I can make anyone else happy. At a lost as to what to do with my mind and heart… I shall bask in the presence of my lonely soul. I have to eventually stand on my own, maybe that’s why god took away my pillar of strength to show me that before I can be happy with another, I must be able to stand on my own.
My pillar is currently building in progress, brick by brick.