Straight from the Heart and Soul

In some ways, life is only measured by our heartache and our happiness. In telling that happiness is a moment to be reached, in telling that happiness is a hurdle to overcome, one only ever makes themselves unhappy. In telling yourself that happiness was those moments you were laughing, and those moments you were smiling, and those moments you felt on top of the world, you’ve reached it already. Happiness isn’t a way of being, it’s that moment when you’re screaming with joy. Happiness isn’t a time where nothing goes wrong or a time when nothing hurts. Happiness is that split second where you don’t want to be anyone else and you don’t want to talk to anyone else and you don’t want to drink anything else or wear anything else or get caught for anything else in the world. Happiness is one of those times you just don’t measure. Happiness is one of those times that ends faster than heartbreak. Happiness doesn’t make you scream and happiness doesn’t warrant the cuts on your wrists. Happiness doesn’t break you in two for years; happiness fixes you for two minutes. Happiness keeps you sane. Happiness makes you realize exactly why you’re keeping yourself alive and happiness makes you realize exactly what you’re living for. In that moment, in that happiness, you know for the first time what you’ve never known. In that happiness, the answer to all your problems finally makes sense. In that happiness, the solution to all the bad things and the fix to all your heartbeat is just there. It’s there with you, holding you and cuddling you and helping you breathe and helping you stand and helping you wake up happy in the morning. In some ways, life is only measured by your heartbreak, the caves you fall into, and those moments that bring you up and out of that cave to see the sun again. You know what I mean? We can’t reach nirvana, we can only reach the stairs towards it.