Ruins of False Hopes

hopes falling apart…
happiness breaking to pieces…
smiles turning to frowns…
shining eyes watery with tears…

sometimes life can get so tricky that you don’t realize it pushed you off the cliff already until you feel your broken tears, your painful heart, and dislocated decisions… it cheats… and it has already before we know it… hoping too much, i realized, is nothing different from expecting too much… hoping for the better, hoping for good things to come, hoping for more times, hoping for more blessings… we hope.. we expect… thus, double disappointment… mine is triple… or shall is say times ten to the nth power?

i still have hopes… but i should not expect anymore… so i could get the surprise i’ve always wanted… i’m not expecting it to happen anytime soon… but i do hope for something to happen out of what i have been doing…

sadness is something that’s always there sprinkled on our lives… it’s made of colored bits of toppings that makes life more exciting… for sadness makes us strive for that one thing that will make us happy - that one thing that we can never possibly get. but we are idiots continuing to live for that one thing we wish to have. we continue pursuing it. we strive for everything to have it. we discover things we never thought existed along the way. we continue pursuing it… thus we continue to live. that’s why sadness comes once in a while… for if life is all too happy, what’s the point of living? sadness is something we need to make living right… perfect… but because it is negative as dictated by dictionaries… it appears to be a hole in us.. a hole we fill with things… mostly material… but not enough to cover it… not enough to conceal it’s being a hole…

sadness, depression, difficulties… just three friends I met along my path in life. through them i met happiness, love, friendship, sickness, dreams, faith, and contentment. together with my best friend imperfection, they all make my life right… and well.. perfect… i guess.