I Am Prone To Bouts Of Melancholy

After days of all the work it takes in moving from one city to another, more than tiredness, i feel sad.
Seeing my sister makes me sad after she leaves.
Sitting alone for solitude makes me sad.
Life has never been more beautiful,
yet the melancholy for what has been left behind makes me sad.

I loved the city I left behind.
The newness of this city makes me sad.

This balance of happiness and melancholy is what keeps me grounded.
Happiness feels good,
but sometimes, sadness feels good too.