oxymorons

There is joy to be found in sadness. There is closure in between sobs and tears that trickle down your cheeks. Within that single second, you find yourself stronger than you were the second before.

There is unity to be found in loneliness. In being alone, you become one with yourself, with the emptiness that envelopes you, and with the void that you forcefully keep at bay, not letting in to your heart. There is no one to hurt you, no one to hurt, and no one to blame.

There is satisfaction to be found in longing. Anticipation is an end by itself. Every second that come and go brings you closer to that moment when your life’s wishes and wants are obtained. It is a step higher into that stairway to your stars.

There is truth to be found in lying. This one… I cannot explain.