Do things happen for a reason?

Do we really believe things happen for a reason?

Or is this a deceptive support system, to make us feel absolute?

Is this a response we hear from others or ourselves, to ease the fear of the unknown?

In the case of a letting a goal slip away, maybe it was meant to be,

maybe we just didn't work hard enough.

In the loss of a loved one, maybe they weren't meant to go.

Maybe accidents happen, maybe there are cures to illness' that are hidden from us.

Maybe it's easier to let a relationship slip away, and give a simple fictive reasoning that there is a better door awaiting, rather then working on it.

Are we taking the easy way out?

Are we not conquering our fears, because we are scared?

Or could it be true? That there is a plan for us, that is unknown to us, and one day, it will all make sense.

Maybe one day we'll look back and think, i'm glad I never attained that goal, because if I did I wouldn't be where I am today.

Maybe there is some metaphysical after world, where the one's we love and lost, are there watching, protecting, and doing greater good than they could have executed, in the phenomenal world.

Maybe that relationship was a stepping stone to a soul mate.

Maybe we are scared, but it's fear that makes us curious and question.

And it's only questions and curiosity, that will help us find the answers.

Why is it that in the pursuit of feeling lonely, and perhaps sad,

we feel like we're all alone?

Like we're the only one's in this rut.

We entertain ourselves with any liveliness that will strike emotion.

And it's all for love.

For the one we thought we loved, for the one we loved who we let get away, for the one who broke our heart, for the one who's heart we broke.

For the one we thought we could love, who would never live up to it.

For the fear of love.

Why do we tape our lips?

Why are words never enough,

and nothing ever seems to come out right.

Why is that buried deep below all the questions, we know that one day we'll know,

and that everything will be alright.

Tonight in the search of some sort of sparked emotion,

I came across a message, typed for someone specific.

Someone who will probably never read it.

It was a place I never read from;

but tonight I did.

Titled "miss you.. "

"It's been so long since I've held you. I miss you so much. I hope you're still my friend.

I love you still, and always think about you. Your eyes, your smile and you laying in my arms.
Wish u were here . I miss my bestfriend. " (Anonymous)

Why couldn't it be said to her? Why are we so afraid?

But in the end at least we're not alone.