I Choose To Be Happy

I choose to be happy...
And all the attachments I have with this world of ours, maybe of no-sense at all.

I choose to reflect on the attachments of my physical body to my spiritual soul and heart.
And I want happiness to stay in my heart forever.

For I refuse to be lonely.
Even if everybody seems to come and go, I will always have a piece of him inside me.
And I have this weird feeling that everything happens for a reason. Even the loneliest of events happens for a very good reason. I choose to believe.

For I choose to be happy.
I will never ever dwell on my past mistakes but rather learn and go on. For I've loved and lost, lived and learned. But still, I won't give up. For I refuse to be lonely. And though I cry today, I refuse to cry forever. For my soul wasn't meant to be lonely.

I maybe alone at the moment, but not for long. This I know. And somebody may come again and destined to leave anyway. I wouldn't care. For the fact of the matter is, I will keep myself intact.  He will never leave with the whole of me. But I will celebrate the emotions I felt, for I am human.

And I refuse to be lonely. And I detach from it all for it is a hateful world. But I refuse to hate. Love is what I should feel for every molecule and every particle in this universe.

And I maybe senseless. I am meaningless. But I refuse to make myself trivial, for I am significant. These words have no meaning. No sense, no direction. And though my refusal is futile, I will never give up.

I choose to be happy.