Omnia Vincit Amor

Damn, is it really so outrageous and wrong to want the people you’ve known and have come to know to be happy? I mean, why is it so much of a surprise that I’d like the people I’ve actually developed relationships with to be happy? I’d like to come to the realization I don’t need to sacrifice myself to make them happy, but that won’t happen anytime soon. I’m too stubborn and stupid to accept that fact. Is it brave of me to do so? Is it stupidity? A lack of wisdom? I honestly don’t know. But I’m trying, I’m trying to make them happy. Is that wrong? Is it wrong to make those around you happy while you wallow in your own regrets, decisions, sadness, and past? Okay, maybe the 1st and last, but what about the others? Shit…If I could just make them happy, I’d have so much off my shoulders..And by that, I mean just giving them an inch of the hope they once had, making them smile on a daily basis, hearing their laughs as if they relish each one, just having the satisfaction of hearing: “Thanks for that man, I appreciate what you’re doing for me.” or just a simple “Thank you.” with a smile would be nice. I don’t know. That’s life I guess.