Happiness is a verb

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