To imagine that there are people lonelier than me. To think that there are people who do not choose their loneliness. It is sad.
Sad is such a small word. At times it simply fails to capture the magnitude of the heartbreaking numbness that comes with the feeling. But probably that is the idea. The idea is to not let anyone know through big words or probably the idea is to stay quiet.
To imagine that there are people quieter than me. Who do not even think of saying 'hello' to strangers the way I wish to do.
Wish is such a strange word. The world revolves around wishes. We wish for things, for moments, for people and all we ever achieve are failures. We still keep wishing.
Probably someday we'll be replacing the word 'wish' with 'hope'. Probably someday we will learn to hope for the right things.
Like, I'll start hoping for a less lonelier room. Instead of looking for my place with anyone who seems to have even a little bit of gap. Possibly I'll look for a person, who like me, hopes to find a hand to hold. Because human touch releases 'serotonin' in our brains. Serotonin is a happy hormone.
Happy is such a light word. One could probably replace all the helium in the world - in balloons, in the atmosphere and even in the Sun - with happy. The Sun probably would shine brighter if it had a little bit of happy and possibly would have lived a little longer. Like all of us.
Sad is such a small word. At times it simply fails to capture the magnitude of the heartbreaking numbness that comes with the feeling. But probably that is the idea. The idea is to not let anyone know through big words or probably the idea is to stay quiet.
To imagine that there are people quieter than me. Who do not even think of saying 'hello' to strangers the way I wish to do.
Wish is such a strange word. The world revolves around wishes. We wish for things, for moments, for people and all we ever achieve are failures. We still keep wishing.
Probably someday we'll be replacing the word 'wish' with 'hope'. Probably someday we will learn to hope for the right things.
Like, I'll start hoping for a less lonelier room. Instead of looking for my place with anyone who seems to have even a little bit of gap. Possibly I'll look for a person, who like me, hopes to find a hand to hold. Because human touch releases 'serotonin' in our brains. Serotonin is a happy hormone.
Happy is such a light word. One could probably replace all the helium in the world - in balloons, in the atmosphere and even in the Sun - with happy. The Sun probably would shine brighter if it had a little bit of happy and possibly would have lived a little longer. Like all of us.
