Saturday, September 19, 2009
my happiness and me

it's in my hands.
i am in charge of it.
it's my responsibility and mine alone.

but sometimes i place the burden on the ones i love.
to make me happy.
to satisfy me.
but i'd never be satisfied no matter what they do or how much they try.
because i'm not letting myself.

it's all in me.
only I can make myself happy.

the point of love is not to find someone who makes you happy.
but someone you can openly share your happiness with and have them share theirs.
in every way. in every form.



this was written long long time ago but i never got around to posting it (i think... went through my archives.. not there). i almost forgot about it but something happened recently that reminded me of it. it started off as a reminder to myself but now i think its something to be shared.

most times, happiness is brought about by ourselves. we should by no means expect others to make us happy. when we expect, they might feel obliged but it's not going to be sincere. would we then be satisfied? to make others feel obliged to make us happy? if we feel that we need to be happy... even just for one day... then it's our duty to make ourselves happy. do things we like... appreciate life and whatever we've got. don't expect others to do it because nobody is gonna end up happy at all.