Happiness.

  Sometimes, it's the simple things in life. That makes life worth living. The simple act of kindness, love and giving. It's the thoughts of wanting to make the people you love happy. It's seeing your love ones smiles. It's cuddling your pets. It's spending your day doing the things you love. It's the simplicity of just relaxing and having a meaningful chat with someone that you love. Or even, the serenity of silence.

It's all the simple things that makes me happiest. It's all these things that makes me feel like the luckiest person. It's these things that make me feel the most grateful for all the wonderful things that are blessed upon me.

And I thank everyone that gives me that happiness. Something I can never buy. Something that I will always cherish. Happiness can be simply achieve. It's just how you perceive happiness. At the end of the day, it's not the materialistic things, it's not the gift itself that matters. It's the act of that person giving you that gift that means the most.

It's the act of giving and seeing how that person smiles. And just from that, it's pure happiness that you will get. It's really just how you see happiness.

You never know.

  Don't we all wish to be able to know a person's feelings full well? You know, so we aren't clueless of everything. So we don't always have to wonder. Knowing someone's feelings would be the greatest solution to so many goddamn problems in relationship, won't it? 

I sure as hell wish that I'm able to read someone feelings. Especially for me, I'm someone that tend to over think so much and I tend to think of the negative. And I really love to know the truth. I rather the truth than pleasant lies. I'm just that person. I hate not knowing for sure. 

I hate to have doubts. I hate that I need to constantly wonder on whether shit is true or not. I have just seen enough to know not to just believe words. Because people can be rather sly. People always say things they don't mean. People always lie. 

How are you suppose to just simply believe when someone tells you they love you? How are you suppose to believe when someone tells you they won't do this or that? I myself, have said things that I didn't mean. Countless times. Everyone has done that. It is bound to happen. There's just hardly a person that tells only truth. It's almost impossible. 

I really wonder, what it the key factor that makes a person believe something. Because it's believable? Because you want to believe? Because you choose to believe? 

How do you know, when someone tells the truth? Is it the sincerity in their eyes, is it the way they say it, is it because you're sure the person won't lie to you? We can only assume, we can only trust the person that says whatever they say, we can only believe. All these can't prove for real whether they REALLY mean it or not. 

So what makes us feel it is true? Actions? The things they do, maybe? The act of affection, I suppose. You know, just like how when you love someone; you just want to hug them so tight and never let them go? And that would make you think when someone hugs you tightly, does that really mean that they love you? Does affection means that they really love you? 

You'll just never know for sure whether they really mean it or not. You just have to take that leap of faith and trust what they say. That is why love scares me so much. You just stand there, let all your guard down, love that person whole heartedly and hope he/she does the same. And if he/she doesn't, what is left for you? Hurt. 

Doesn't that just sound so goddamn scary? Of course, looking at the bright side, if they feel the same, you get to be able to spend your life with someone you really love. And that itself, is the greatest joy. 

I guess it's just the game of love. How you have to just simply hope for the best. Because you know, it's either you break up with this person or you end up spending the rest of your life with him/her. And that is very frightening. 

Hope.

  There are some things, that I've longed for a very long time. Those days were the longest. Day by day I just wished I could get it. Eventually though, I lost hope. I lost all faith that it would happen. It was a rather devastating experience. But I moved on with life like it didn't mean a thing.

Once in awhile, I would be reminded of how much I wanted it last time. But I never got it. And it still felt terrible then. It never occurred to me that now, I would have already gotten the things that I wanted more than anything that little 2 years ago. It's so, unexpected.

I guess, good things do come to those who wait. And now, more than anything, I do not want to lose this. After everything and I've finally got what I wanted. That sense of relief, satisfactory and happiness. It's hard to describe. You just want to grab hold of it and never let go.

I took the chance again, not knowing why was I chasing it again. Because the last time I did, nothing happened. The last time I did, it felt horrible. Doing the same thing all over again, but it's different this time. This time, I got what I wanted. And I want to have this, for as long as I can.

It's pretty simple, you know. It's just, life can be a dick sometimes. But don't give up hoping because you never know, no matter how long it takes, you may just get the thing that you want. Because I lost hope. I lost every little bit of hope in me. And I regret it so much now. If only I had knew.

So trust me and don't stop hoping. Because the feeling once you get it; is amazing.

Picture perfect.

  I wish I can take pictures with my eyes. Or pictures that sees what I see. So many beautiful simple moments where I just wish with a blink of my eyes I can capture those moments. The beautiful sights of the day to day life. 

There's so many beautiful things, it's really just how you perceive it. Everyday. Like seeing your dogs sleeping peacefully, like seeing your love one beside you. Just simply seeing how wonderful the simple things are. 

I suppose, memories are the best pictures I can get. Though, memories just aren't all that clear most times. 

Alone.

  There are times when I like to be alone. A time to just filter everything, to think about life, to simply just enjoy the company of myself. It's therapeutic in a way. Although I do like to have my dogs with me most of the time. Since they're just such a cute sight.

Being alone is a great way for me to reflect upon the things that happened or is happening. I for one, has always been quite the introvert. Things are always kept to myself, I guess I like to keep it that way for some things.

Listening to great music, is always one of the best ways to unwind. The completely let go and enjoy the beautiful melodies sung. Coldplay is one of my utmost favourites. 

Well, I've come to understand that part of me nowadays quite enjoy other people's company. Because sometimes, feeling and being alone; is rather sad. Being alone is a great thing. Just, definitely not always. 

Mundane.

  Life is a crazy roller coaster ride. Recently have been on a high streak. It's been fun, absolutely memorably and just simply pleasant. Although after it all, it all collapses back into the usual mundane feel.
I was never one to enjoy meeting people and socializing. And recently I guess it's safe to say that things have indeed took a turn for the better. It's great to meet new people nowadays.

I suppose the things that happens is all for good reason. It's been a great time.