Pursuit of Happiness

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3 years ago

You miss rain on a day like this, the first raindrop splattering on the broken twigs as roots slowly drown into the soil for a new life, a new beginning as if someone just hit a reset button. There is a sense of home in the emanating petrichor from the first rain that hits your skin. I do not know what it carries; sadness or happiness or longing for a familiar touch.

You talk in the strangest times about things that keep flooding your mind. Of all the seasons you romanticized about, how you always hated the summer.

Why do you love rain?
Is it the subtle sadness it brings on a sunny day? You always had a thing for melancholy, or is it the way it touches your skin in a way that no one ever did? Does it burn when it kisses your summer scars?

I've always loved the way how you talk about rain. Of all the people you ever loved who never knew how to love you back, I wonder if anyone ever danced with you in heavy rain.

If you ask me, the pursuit of happiness is a lie; if you want to feel the world, you need to take it all in. From the way the flower blooms, how it gently open its petals to see the beauty of the world, to how it slowly burn and wither away into the soil as if it was never there. If I could, I would've told you all about it, about how to feel the world, bit by bit, word by word.

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