We delude ourselves
Into thinking…
That things are stable
That things are permanent
That we are loved
That someone is there for us
That there is a lasting source
Of happiness in this world
Its easy to see why
Because this is comforting
Despite being untrue
We seem to need
These illusions
To go on with our lives
To feel like we are embraced
Life, however
Is here to show us
That everything is imbalanced
Nothing is permanent
We are not as loved as we think
In the end, no-one
Is really there for us
Everything is fleeting
Everyone and everything goes its own way
People use one another
They get what they want
Then they move on
Even physical presence
Does not entail a true connection
As the celestial wheel turns
People grow apart
In ways that even distance
Cannot accomplish
To think of this
Brings about sadness
Brings about suffering
Its not what we want
It is somewhat terrifying
We want something real
We want something true
We want something profound
We want something lasting
We want a life that matters
We want to sing
From the depths of our souls
We want to embrace our loved ones
We want to know that they will alway be there for us
Maybe I’m a hopeless romantic
But I believe
That it is possible
The question is just
How it is possible
That’s the great mystery
That we are here to uncover