In the way they allow opposites to coexist...
Moments where you can be very emotional...yet extremely calm and peaceful...
Moments where there is a lot of happiness...yet deep pain within...
There is great fullness...and also a lot of anger and complaint...
There is nostalgia, a lot of it...but also a little hope...
There is the terrible sorrow one feels on losing something really precious...yet there is a sense of extreme joy at the realization that something precious having been there all this while, having been mine, and that it will never be truly lost...
There is a deep sense of attachment...and a strong growing urge of detachment...
There is loneliness, a dark, desperate feeling of being lost and useless...and there is a bright smiling light on the other hand, something that reassures with a loving presence that you are not all alone, not all unwanted...
Being forgotten feels bad...but when there is someone, somewhere who remembers you and you realize those are the only people who really matter to you, you just cannot stay feeling bad...
Life is not a war that you have to win...
Life is just this moment...
this one-fist-joy,
one-fist-sorrow,
This flickering hope,
This affectionate pain,
This paradox...!!
I may not be a winner always, maybe even a loser sometimes...
But I have what really matters and what I really need, at the end of it all...
