You, 
who have reached the great and fearsome summit of that small glass of water, 
where life is reflected; 
in the same one you seem to be drowning. 

You, 
who search for happiness 
in every corner of your soul without rest, hoping that, one day, you will find it 
or, perhaps,
it will knock on the door of your room 
and finally let you sleep in peace. 

You, 
who demand and torment yourself too much, even though you know 
that you have already given everything. 

You, 
who idealize the past 
or take refuge in the future 
to escape from the present. 

I promise you —
you never lost your happiness; 
it has always been there. 
You just lost 
the right perspective 
to see things.