Life is a big ball of pain. everything you go through is paralleled with pain. every love will whither away, every friendship break, every smile droop. but, life isn't about the pain. life isn't perfect, no where near it. it's simply composed of moments of perfection. moments of pure bliss and love and pleasure. yes it will hurt but it will make the happiness that much richer. life is not measured by the breaths we take, but the moments that take your breath away. the first kisses, the first loves, the laughs, the smiles, the hugs, the songs that take you back to a place where everything was perfect, the photos that touch something deep inside of you. the drawings of loved ones that hang on your wall that bring a tear to your eye now, but eventually will be a smile and memory. life is about living for the nights you won't remember, with the people you NEVER forget. that epiphany makes life a little easier to cope with.