Novel & Cerita Cual Es Mi Felicidad

I nod, feeling happy and content, knowing that I'm exactly where I'm meant to be. ##############

I am not strong enough to disobey her, and even if I could, what change will it make? “…Will I ever be happy in this world?” A lonely, sad tone escaped my mouth as my eyes stared into the evening sun. Is happiness really isn’t for me anymore? I sucked a sharp breath before eventually, drowned into a solemn sob. The agony became too unbearable now that I’ve felt others kindness, the kindness that was near but, felt too far to reach. What is happiness actually? Has it ever existed? If it does exist, please, someone show it to me.

I should’ve cared more about my happiness and less about what others might say. I placed my hand over my chest as my heart suddenly pounded harder. I could feel it vibrating against my ribcage, and it made me breathless. Just thinking about him filled me with so much joy, it physically showed. I couldn’t deny it anymore—I was truly happy. I silently prayed, asking the universe to let me hold onto this feeling. After all the loneliness and pain, I just wanted to be happy… with him.

Like warm sunlight spread inside my body, suffusing me with happiness and contentment. "Oh gosh baby, that's not just a wish but also a punch line," I said to him chuckling with mirth and joy. Laughter sparkled like an ember bursting into flame, burning two into happiness. I could feel his smiling even when apart, the joy being infectious and making me feel at home, carefree. Jubilee felt like a bubble inside, rising within me as though it would burst anytime into lightness and liberty.

"Everyone is different Ralph. There are a lot of things that can make humans happy. Money, sex, drugs, another person, and many other things," "What makes you happy?" He suddenly inquired and I paused, the question hitting me harder than I foresaw. "I've never been truly happy so I don't know what makes me happy but I'm sure it's not money, sex, or drugs. Maybe it's someone but I guess I haven't found the right person that would make me happy," "Can I be that person?" I stared at him weirdly. "Aren't you supposed to be my guardian angel? If you're here, that means I'm going to meet my soulmate soon and I will be happy then,"

I exclaimed. My heart soared with a mixture of joy, relief, and vindication. I couldn't contain my happiness any longer. I jumped up from my chair, a triumphant grin spreading across my face. The weight that had been crushing me for so long was finally lifted, and I felt an overwhelming sense of elation.

I questioned and sat up so we could face each other. "Because every time I see you, I feel happy. Every time you message me, I feel excited. Then when you're not around all I do is think about being with you or sulk. I can't control my emotions anymore. So is that really a good thing?" "I... don't know." I frowned. She had a point. Before I knew Kiara I was okay, but now all my happiness is dependent on her. I'm the happiest when she's near me but when she leaves... all I long for is that feeling again.

She pleases me beyond measure. I used to think that happiness was a destination that I was yet to arrive at. However, since meeting Helen I realise in the pursuit of happiness, I was missing the cumulative moments of joy along the way. Happiness is not a destination, it’s a journey, and now that Helen is mine, I am thankful to be on this journey with her. We have many obstacles to overcome, but as a mated pair we can get through anything together.

This should be the happiest day of my life then why is this happening to me! Why now?

He glanced at them again. “Do you ever wonder if any of these people are truly happy?” Micheal mused, his gaze drifting over the sea of bodies. Adam raised an eyebrow. “Happiness is subjective. What makes one person happy may not work for another.” Micheal hummed, pondered his friend’s words before nodding thoughtfully. “I suppose you’re right. But sometimes I can’t help but feel like we’re all just going through the motions, trying to fill a void we can’t quite define.”