And just like that, life will go on and the earth will continue to rotate. It won't be life shattering for people, and they will learn to forget about it. They will push it to the side, and continue in with life. Because that's what I wanted them to do. I wanted them to forgive me, but also forget. I wanted them to go forward with life like nothing happened. I wanted people to pretend I was never there. I just wanted them happy.
And happiness is not the same for everyone. And maybe I can't make everyone happy, because I have tried, and failed. I don't care for my happiness anymore, I've accepted my problems and are letting them take control. So happiness isn't part of my plan in life anymore. But I still wish to make others happy. And maybe in a twisted way, if I'm forgotten and gone, happiness could be found for everyone. Maybe even me.
