And I felt a new happiness.
Not the excited, fast happiness that's in songs nor the contentment of ordinary life, no, I felt a slow happiness. One that only comes after a long period of sadness. It was like a warm hug that came with me everywhere. Suddenly the glass was half full and I could even see a rainbow forming in the water. I felt the slow happiness and I loved it... But unlike how long it took for me to develop, it was gone just like that. As quick as a snap of your fingers, as quick as the bullet out of the gun that shattered my slow happiness, that shattered his skull. As quickly as my body shut down from pain and I fell to the ground, as quickly as I slipped into unconciousness and my mind blanked. He couldn't... He wouldn't... I can't... I... My slow happiness vanished and was replaced with that aching sadness I had lived with my whole life. That sadness I could never escape.
(Hey guys, I realise this is pretty dark, I just sometimes write things even if I don't feel/experience them personally. It just sort of happened, I'll probably add this snippet into one of my books.
•Megan•
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The Wanderers
SpiritualPeople wander but not all Wanderers are people, we are more than that, we are writers, artists, inspirers, leaders, scientists, mathematicians, helpers, we are the Wanderers who know when to admit they do not belong. This is a book of quotes and par...
