A Faint Smile at the Corner of My Lips

But now I understand.
Even if I search high and low ten years from now
to find this musician again,
I won’t feel the same way I do today.
Happiness doesn’t wear one face.
It’s a chameleon—
changing colors with every moment.
It’s not something you chase and finally achieve.
It’s something you notice,
something you experience again and again,
in the smallest, most fleeting moments.