Really?

A Story by Galldora King

Just getting thoughts out.

Only For Me:

I have lived. I had died. Not in person. In dreams. In my imagination. But yet a question makes me wonder. Everyone has been happy in thier life. But have we lived? Like really lived? And if we have how did it feel. What was it like? Do you really know happiness? When have you been trully happy? Was it when you first rode a bike? When you were in love? Or when you donated something to the charity? The thing is we never know about anything. We never know when we are really happy, or when your really living.