The moon has seen everything,
but it never speaks.
It just lingers—
half-lit, half-lost,
dragging tides and secrets in its wake.

I asked it once,
"Did he ever mean it?"
"Will the ache dissolve like salt in water?"
"Why do I still dream in his voice?"
The moon only blinked,
a quiet refusal wrapped in silver.

Nights like this,
I fold myself into the dark,
press my ear against the silence,
listening for answers
that do not come.

Maybe love is just a sky full of questions.
Maybe healing is learning
to stop waiting for the moon to reply.

If I jump will I take flight
If I fall will I be rain
If throw up
Will I wake up in time
If I don't know then who's to say

Smile, smile , smile hey human,
Not just because the world expects it .


Smile because,
Your soul needs it ,
Your heart needs it ,
Your mind needs it,
Your victory needs  it ,
Your dreams need it,
Your love needs it,
Your courage needs it ,
Your strength needs it ,
Your journey needs it ,
Your fears need it ,
Your tears need it ,
Your healings need it ,
Your failures need it.


Hey human, don't  let your precious smile fade.
Smile, smile , smile, hey human,
Because your happiness lies  within you.