advice from an almost cat lady

it started without a reason

it became my reason

and the thing that shattered me the most

is that it ended without a reason

just like how it started

I have been looking for justifications ever since

The answer is not blowing in the wind

I have let the wind play with my hair

The wind does not whisper anything

the wind just leaves me with messy hair

maybe they were friends

I would never know

I should stop looking for answers

it can never be my happiness

it can’t be my reason

reasons do not leave even if people do

It is as lame as that

It will always be