we’re all broken, but it’s okay

we’re all broken, in some ways or another.

some show it, while others keep it hidden, under a smile, or that long laugh. but the eyes tell the truth. some hollow, sad and mostly empty. mostly heavy with sadness, mostly trying their best to shine. and most of them failed to do so.

so many things are at stake — health, hope, relationships, friendships, trust, the future, expectations… and only time will tell what the future holds. and by then, sometimes we are all too broken to even want to understand, too broken to even pick up the pieces, too broken to even want to smoothen the jagged parts.

we cling onto hope, like hanging on one end of a rope at the end of a broken bridge, trying to hold on, trying to climb and make it to the top. all the while, the rope gets thinner and thinner and yes, while some get over to the top, others let go halfway, and some fall off with the weight of themselves.

i’ve seen so many broken hearts… and all of it is love. the loss of health, the lost of someone dear to the heart, the lost of something precious, something we relied on, something that we would never want to let go. and maybe that’s the only reason why it’s being taken away. maybe for a while, maybe forever. so that we remember that nothing is ours.

nothing is ours. and we are not meant to stay. and…