Someone once
told me that happiness is a verb
We have to
keep looking
In mutual
misunderstandings, roles we mastered to play
Old letters,
half-finished sentences and the time passing by
And our midnight
silences and sighs
May be life
is what life is
Promises and
disappointments; the search that never ends
May be after
every hard fought battle, we will remember
Knowing that
somewhere
We will be
praying for each other
