Its always about the smaller things in life,
bigger, better things follow.
the subtlety of life is just too subtle for us to comprehend.
we miss out on the beautiful things,
searching for happiness.
what is happiness?
the feeling of belonging? or to be belonged?
to have? to own?
to close your eyes and believe, it is everything that you ever wanted?
or to dream of big things that was never in the plan?
happiness cannot be defined.
it cannot be quantised.
its meaning changes every time its presence is felt.
its omnipresent.
it can be seen in the subtle smile of the person you love,
or the way their voice sounds.
Happiness is to know that no matter the distance or the hardships
there exists a time and a place in this universe for us to be
with the one whose presence is felt through,
the smaller things in life.