a slice of red velvet cake on a Monday morning didn't seem like a bad idea

I needed the sugar

the thrill and pure pleasure that comes from the certainty of having something I love - or someone

in idle dreams of long before, I'd imagined my true love

i never knew about happiness and didn’t think dreams came true

writing used to be an escape for whenever I felt sad

which was very quite often

& I don't mean to be cliche but "until I met him"

now I want to tell a joke

make him chuckle make him roar

take him down hilariousville - for a laugh until he cries

humor gives life joy and laughter is like a balm that soothes

I can choose this

I can choose elegance over luxury and choose refinement over fashion

I can choose to study hard, think quietly, talk gently & act frankly

I can choose to enjoy the taste of local or refined foods

and care enough to cry when a pet dies

I can get excited about the change of season

the sound of the ocean

watching sunsets and pretty clouds

the smell of rain and the starry nights

I can watch the stars and pray

and hold hands with the man I love

I can be happy. in a sad sad world I can choose to be happy

I can love and let myself be loved

of all the things I tell myself, it is this that sets me free

I will not drown in darkness

happiness will come home to me.