Happiness.

Happiness. What is that word? It means everything. It is what we live for.

"Happy in love." That is one phrase that I would love to be able to say for any person. But very rarely can I say it for myself.
Right now, he wants someone else, someone who is happy... someone he can't have. Consequently, I like someone I can't have.

I love the fact that I can say "I am truly happy for you" to the people that I love. It makes me happy when they are. Today could be my perfect example of how I was happy because of all of my best friends being "happy in love." But I can't say this phrase for myself, as I thought I could a few hours ago.

I realise that happiness is quite a rare thing, something that doesn't particularly come along often. You can make yourself happy, but others can make you happy more easily.

It's also strange how some people are completely oblivious to other people's feelings, or how another person would like you to react. I know it is not easy to sypathise or be sad for someone when you are so happy yourself, but isn't that the job of a friend?

I wish I could say I'm "happy in love". Right now, I'm going to pretend I am just "happy in general" because this keeps everyone around me happy, so supposedly keeps me happy too.

I'll keep hoping. Maybe one day will come where I am able to say "happy in love."
And I will be sure to let you know when that day comes.


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