of opening doors and battlescars

people say 'one door closes and another one opens'.
and even though it's not quite the same door as the last one that slammed shut in my face, i'll still take it with outstretched hands.
because if that's what is meant to be, then so be it.
I'd rather live for myself then pine it away.

and I've always believed that everything happens for a good reason.
not saying that I'll slum around waiting for an opening.
you still got to work your arse off for it.
but i've had many fair share of disappointments in my life which I've had the battlescars to parade around.
and somehow, by believing in that little philosophy, it doesn't sting as much.
and everyone knows that the key to a happy long stress-free life is well... happiness and no stress.
so if that little line is true, then everything falls into place at the right time, right place with the right people in the right circumstances.
it happens for a good good good good reason.

then I guess this tightly-shut door is probably not a good reason.
I was hoping it would be right in all the ways, but it seems not to be the right time or circumstances for quite a long time.
and I thought that just with the right people, it would just become and gel and solidify and create something quite amazing and wonderful.
but still, TFTM.