The past of sorrow and joy

I kind of like the way sorrow sounds before joy. Hence, the title.
Anyway, a lot has happened to me the past few weeks. You can say it has been a mixture of sorrow and joy(hehe). Outings here and there with friends and relatives made my summer time a happy time, but the real joy came when love hit me again.

I forgot how love really hits you inside, the way it could turn you upside down and inside out. The way love could bring utter joy and utter sorrow. I must strive, strive to keep love by my side, no matter what the cost.

P.S. Friday the 13th is not the unlucky bad day people are meant to believe.