If you want to see happy people
Go to the bookstore

As they flip the first few pages
Observe the cover and the edges

Notice the torn and the teardrops
Rub the coffee spills and the bookmarks

Smell the old cinnamon bread
As this 2nd hand book tells, the living and the dead

And if you see them smile,
And their eyes sparkle like the sea

By that you can tell
And tell, yet begin another story

So if you want to see happy people
Go to the bookstore

They are silently sitting in the corner
But you don't judge a book by its cover

The storms arose and rains poured
And I ran to shelter someplace
I wouldn't have ran if it didn't rain so sore
And I found me in a better place.

Attachment is the key
To pain and to immense love
But few relations are too toxic
To hold on to
The mirror would not reflect
The pain you are going through
So, all those empty times
When your 'IMPORTANT' people
Are hard to find
They remind you to check you priority list
Because you deserve better