It seems to me that some of us have gifts with which we are born with. Some good, some bad, some important and some not so much. There are some of us who take those for granted. Some who take pride in them, and yet others, who use them for good. Yes, there are some who use them for bad, yes, even that but it all comes down to what kind of person you are. If you're an outstanding person then the gifts you have will flourish for good. If you're a wonderful human being then you'll bring happiness into the lives of others. I've actually met people who can make me smile just by talking to me. No, not that I don't smile when everyone talks to me because I do, but the smile some people give me when they talk to me, it's different. It's complete. It's whole, it's lovely and I need it. There are people in this world who reek havoc on it. I've encountered some of them. Even my own best friend, whom I called brother, he was one of those people. He, whom I have wrote about before here, caused great pain in my life. But the thing is, now I don't dwell on it. I don't need to. I have friends whom I love and whom love me. Some far far more then others, yes, but then again isn't that all we need and desire in this world? To meet even one person that loves us as much as we love them? Well I'll be honest. I've met one of those people. She knows who she is, I've also wrote about her in here before. She knows what she means to me because I tell her every day. She's awesome, she's amazing, and she's got the gift to make me happy and to make me smile. Thanks babe. I love you. Thanks for reading this, I know, I'm ranting but aren't journals made for that to begin with? No matter, it's mine and I'll put in it what I like. Peace.
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