Life Happens
We're all born empty, she tells me. Then family happens, education of dangerous ideas happens, People enter, people disappear, Bedtime fairy tales are misremembered, You walk the line of self-discoveries, You dig a wall inside you to find out that there's nothing behind it, Nothing begins, and nothing ends, Revolution happens, questions happen, answers not-so-happen, You become a walking state of revolution. They call it life, I guess. You enter the world and now suddenly, on a grey day under the loom of rain, You want the world to leave. To leave you alone. Loneliness happens! It sits on your fragile chest every night. You miss the bedtime stories now but fail to remember any. You pick the book of your life every single midnight, but you can't breathe through the chapters of your own life. Then one day, you meet someone. Someone whose body starts to feel like home. Love happens! Cooking, cleaning, washing, living, movies, and stories happen. T...