Life?

Life makes you meet new people everyday. Some become friends, some become very close to you, some don't even come into the picture and then, there are some people who become everything that you ever wanted, you ever needed. But then comes a time when they drift away, looking at you as nothing more than an option in their life, breaking you down to pieces and leaving you wriggling in pain and sorrow. You cannot cry. You cannot discuss it with anybody. You just have to shut yourself from others. Put a fake smile on your face. Hide your emotions. Kill the happy person in you and become the puppet in the hands of fate. You cannot do anything but smoke the shit out of you. Your chest pains, you don't care. Atleast the pain is physical. You promise yourself you'll never allow anyone to enter your life again. But that promise is soon broken. You meet new people again, searching for the lost person in somebody else and the chain repeats over and over again and that, my friend, is LIFE.