We cry but then we laugh so hard
At our misadventures.
What were they thinking?
What are we doing?
Questions never end;
No dearth of answers either.
We are looped in each other’s life.
We’re in our own trance,
Baking breads and cooking theories.
We keep picking up the pieces,
We’re holding it together,
And holding it for each other.
We believe that.
We have that,
In each other for one another.
There’s one thing we’ll always believe,
There’s something so much better in our destiny.
We cry but then we laugh so hard.
We will always have each other.