Life is what we make it?
is it molded by the people we meet and depart away from? Or is life just a simple culmination of thoughts and the subsequent proceedings we make upon those.
Is it simple or is it the toughest call god makes us take?
we all have thought about things and experiences we are dished out, be it love, be it gratefulness or be it sheer betrayal, there is a lot we have to make decisions about.
Possibly this chaos is what takes us over the brink,
possibly at times we just need to lay down and close our eyes and ears to this noise.

Possibly, changes are what 'regular' means.
Possibly we should be prepared to give up something and get something n return.
I know the idea is weird, trying to generalize emotions and losses like this, yet to come back, everyone has to make up some story.
May be this is the story I have for now.
Maybe knowing that it will get better than the hurt of today, maybe having this hope will ease me out of the dis-comfort.

Life will take care of itself, I just have to be resilient
:)