Bliss: Perfect happiness

My whole life I have been exposed to the word "happy." I have seen all the movies, I have learned to define it. But I never truly understood. I never had "the one" that made me feel like nothing could go wrong. Bending reality is a lie. I never had a perfect record, or a family lifestyle. Just look at where I am today. Perfection never existed. It remains only in fairy tales. Ones that I will never tell. When my best friend died, my world stopped turning. I was at a loss for words. I could no longer speak Talk, Write. I was mentally and physically drained. I no longer had the ability to express my emotions, besides the ones of sadness. I felt alone. No one could criticize me for it. We all know the feeling. We all have experienced it before. I was angry, my writing no longer painted a picture. It now was all facts. Then one night I had a dream. A flashback of my friend. She was simply there laughing. I woke up confused, my stomach in a knot. I was happy. I knew she was okay, I knew I could no longer be mad. And at that single moment. I experienced Bliss: Perfect Happiness.