I can’t remember all my mothers and fathers, I just know that they thought they were better than me. Just that they thought they could try their luck and always succeed. I’ve never been one to try my luck at anything. It isn’t the mindset, its the mind I set aside to wait so patiently for what really matters. Happiness.
The good thing about happiness is that the opposite is sadness, and sadness is just a recollection of lost memories. I vow to never whisper the words of love into another mans ears in fear of heartbroken tears. I can’t have that. It’s false. It’s illusion. Happiness is a waving emotion for goodness sake. And goodness is what I strive for.
I found happiness in him today. Built off of a man made illusion. I saw what makes him happy. What makes every man happy; a winning lottery ticket.