To witness happiness from afar but not feel you wholly belong to that happiness creates a type of loneliness that isn’t completely sad nor happy. It is like an indentation, or a reminder of something that was or should be in a certain place but isn’t. Are there people who truly only enjoy acting like this, never being fully happy themselves but only facilitating it for others? Does that not inevitably remind oneself of the happiness that is possible but not accessible? It completely eliminates the possibility of ignorance being a bliss.
People who don’t belong in certain spaces stick out like a sore thumb in so many more ways than simply being socially awkward, unenthusiastic or inept. Sometimes, the different worlds we occupy mean that one can only be a witness on the sidelines. Those worlds are, at this instance, too far to be bridged. Personal connection will, of course, be the only antidote for this distance.
Ephemeral: describes something very short-lived. In application, it is used to describe plants the flower and die/go dormant in a short timespan.
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