ode to smile

have you ever felt that somebody has stolen your smile? lately, this seems to be the case for me. it doesn't really matter how hard i try to bring it back, my sorrow is there in any step i make, in any door i open. it makes my food tasteless and my drink bitter.

losing my smile is maybe the most valuable thing for me and when it's gone i feel i am sinking into an internal dark. it doesn't feel like when the other day somebody stole my wallet off my bag. that didn't touch me an inch. in fact, i woke up next morning and couldn't remember what was that really important thing that had happened to me the previous day.

when your smile abandons you is like the spring of life that everyone of us carries within him/her has dried up. and you feel you can't live without it as you can't live without water.