brevity.

all good things shall come to pass.

for that matter, most bad things as well.

i simply regret that when good things disappear, i have a sour taste in my mouth. because more often than not, i'm just passing my happiness onto someone else. and of course, as glad as it makes me for that person, i'm naturally a bit jealous. of what i had, what i lost, and what they took from me.

i must learn to seize happiness and goodness when it comes my way. i have to protect it, cling to it, and never, ever let it go.