:: the so called melancholy ::
At this instantaneous is yet to come another murky day, another discontent chaos. I rather put it this way. As customary, I have no one to converse with on how to articulate my emotions utterly. I see life as astonishing and value it in many ways. Love and friendship and the miraculous of its surprise have fully utilized my brainwave towards life. Therefore happiness will come alongside in the drive of accomplishment one’s destiny. The thrilling ways in finding the answers in the wake of thousand and one questions have always left me bamboozled. Contentment can’t be had unaccompanied as it has to be combined with melancholy. That is how it can be accomplished with an excellent explanation.
As much as I am demanding to stature out the significance behind all the possessions that had happened to me recently, I have tried so hard in dealing with my emotions for wanting to frantically find my bliss. I marvel why god constantly desire us to congregate a few people in our lives in order to find the way on how to be grateful for life and the most important person in our lives. Apart from the wisdom progression of the so called gratitude, we will tend to get slaughter along the way. How to really put everything in words and compose a superior rationalization in how to really convey suchlike implicated and uncountable complexity that necessitate to be heard.
It does give much of bewilderment in order to really seek for the answer. Clueless gives me a lot of nuisance and frustration. The happiness that I have met recently had left me to a total misery. I may not know the gist behind the whole thing that had happened but all I be acquainted with is it has happened for a reason. For what reason is for god to know and for me to find out. As time will rally round me to convene the rationale that I hunt for, at that moment will solitary I may identify why this murky day has arrived and depart me obscure in the sea of perplexity. For now, all I can achieve is presently to sit and get pleasure from the happiness and find the force to triumph over the sorrow.
I can’t question endlessly on why things always happen for reasons because for now I won’t be able to find the answer. Why he never gets to reply me back, I guess time will tell. Sorrow is what I feel deep in my heart. Melancholy is what I called today and for now. Having this astringent melancholy and its demoralizing confusion, how dreadful that can be to someone like me? Getting wedged in between to want to move on and to want to put for a ridiculous hope on somewhat which is hesitant, is it really worth it? A transitory phase of infatuation which he believes as a coping tactic I’m utilizing to get over an issue that is how he called it. I guess he was wrong. And I guess both of them were wrong.