She was that little sparkle I saw as a child in my eyes every morning when I would wake up. She was that ray of light in my day whenever things went amazing. She was the calm and peace that always reminded me to treasure the essence of goodness, told me it didn't last long but that it was worth it. Whenever she came around, she'd envelope me in a hug that gave me the strength to go on. She was surprising and spontaneous.
Laughter was inevitable with her. My childhood was one of simple naiveness and there was always pain but she was always there still. I recall hanging out with my then best friend, the one I trusted and held on so dearly to even when she'd betray me and hurt me...she was there for me. I recall crying to sleep one night because I had a fight with my parents, another when I lost my beloved aunt at the age of 12. She was there too. She became a life-long friend while my then best friend faded into somebody I used to know, a mere memory, while I grew into someone better and stronger.
What I loved about her is how she would fill my memories with things worth fighting for. At times when I chased her away, she'd still be in my memories to tell me that there were good times before and that it would be possible again. She was always so forgiving of me when life got too stressful and unbearable. I'd get angry at her, hide away from her but she'd always be patiently waiting at the corner for me to come get her again. I don't know why being a teenager can turn life into a roller-coaster but I'm glad she's been here.
She'd always be in my happiest memories, always at the curb waiting for me when things got rough and her only desire was that I be happy. You see, she's really special to me. I may take her for granted but it's times like this that I see....Joy, my dear Happiness.....she's always going to be there waiting for me to come back to find her. I loved her then, I love her now and I'll come to treasure her for what she's worth. My happiness, is worth it. Yes. She is worth it.
