The pain will find a way to flow. It’s not in the nature of pain to stay stagnant unlike happiness that is a deep deep ocean. Somedays pain flows like a river, somedays like a waterfall, but it will, it so will. The flow will hurt and leave marks where it has been. It will destroy all that ceases its flow or tries to redirect it. Taking along everything it can even if it means tearing it apart mercilessly. But the same flow will keep the flowers along it’s way from withering and nurture the life that is born and grows in it. The same flow will make way for the new. And finally it is the same flow that will drift into the calm, composed ocean and lose itself in its magnificence. The flow supplies to the ocean. The hurt however is the happiness.