Our life is full of emotions. We can’t avoid them. They make us who we are. Happiness is a butterfly. When it is there, it’s beautiful. You feel like flying, and it makes your days colorful like the wings of butterflies.
People usually think that every girl is in love with her dad. When I was a little child, my dad was my happiness. He used to travel a lot, so we didn’t have much time together. Before he would leave, we would spend a whole day playing, dacing, running around the playground, reading my favourite fairytales, watching some Disney princess movies, etc. I think I was the happiest young girl in the world. My dad treated me like a princess. When he grabbed me and raised me up to the sky. But at the same time, I knew that he would leave the next day. I would fall asleep with him, but wake up alone. Isn’t it incredible to feel like you are in heaven and hell at the same moment? When there’s something on your mind, but you try to put all the bad aside for a while.
Happiness is a butterfly. When it is there, it’s beautiful. You feel like flying, and it makes your days, or just a moment, colorful like the wings of butterflies. But it is evanescent, instantaneous. Fly away….