Happiness can cause sadness; In the sense that when we have incredible moments that seem perfect, the feeling of ecstasy that pulses through your veins doesn't last. I live for those moments. The ones that carve a smile on your face and a story in your heart. The ones that take your breath away. The ones that, no matter how hard you try they can't be put into words. And I get sad when it's cold outside and my soul aches for the freedom of summer. I think back about all the times we had and how now they are memories that I try to relive. I wish I could be stuck in those moments forever; to be completely and utterly independent in a haze of pure happiness until the end of time.

Sometimes to love is to lose.
Forever single or forever alone, you choose.
Both undesirable, yet not so comparable.
To love yourself is the key.
Don't let anyone else determine who you should be.
To really love is to love unconditionally.
No need to change if you really love me
Make up your mind, who's it gonna be,
Cuz I don't need your love, i'll just keep doing me.

When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;

How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;

And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the. mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

You’re the singer standing in front
Of a standing ovation
Trying to hide behind a microphone
Because you cannot comprehend
How bright you are
Actually shining

Do not be afraid of your bad days.
They can be shadows if you let them
Or just an umbrella that you can throw away to see the sun
The bad days will always come
Sometimes, one right after another.
Time will pass regardless of your attitude.
Every day will end.
So let them pass, seeing you with a smile on your face.
Let the people around you bring out your best self.
You might be tempted to hate.
Do not hate.
Be creative and explore.
If you can't explore the earth, explore yourself
And develop yourself.
Do not be afraid to be different and be unique.
There is no mold you must fit in to
If you find you do, you probably need to change something.
God made you differently from any other human.
Embrace bad days
Make the most of them

Between a baby's first word
And a deathbed confession
There are plenty of times
For God to say,
“I told you so.”