the tragedies of chemistry, people dream of what you and me have found.

[Tú me haces feliz cuando estás aquí. Actualmente, deseria que estuvieras aquí todo el tiempo conmigo. Porque sin nuestra amistad, mi mundo sería un desierto.]


I don't cry because I'm sad, desperate or hopeless. I don't cry because you're gone, because many of you are gone, or because I think you couldn't have eternal lives. No, I don't cry because of that. I cry for the world that looks so beautiful in the sunrise, with the mist above lakes and the orange sun covering your view from the car window. I cry because you're all together as angels, flying up there in Heaven and we're stuck in the ground. I cry because you appear perfect to me - because my soul and my heart tell me to stop crying for sad things and encourage me to be happy of what I've got. Because life's too beautiful to be wasted.


And because I've got plenty.


I think I'm the luckiest person in the world, when I start crying and you are there crying with me. And I'd just like to say / I thank God that you're here with me. (Ron Pope)



Personally I don't think that happiness demands anything more than that.