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A boy asked me today if I was happy, And I couldn't answer. And when I told him "I don't know," He told me I did. Today a boy asked me What makes me happy, and I couldn't answer. In most cases, I'd tell him it was him. But it was too simple, too in-the-moment. Do you ever meet someone and wonder how they could love you, and more importantly how someone couldn't be crazy about them? I want to learn the crooks and crannies of your ******* skin, and I want to learn the wheels in your brain that turn when you wait for me to answer - What makes you happy? And I wish I knew, I wish I could tell you it is you.
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 6:26 PM UTC
On Happiness
A boy asked me today if I was happy, And I couldn't answer. And when I told him "I don't know," He told me I did. Today a boy asked me What makes me happy, and I couldn't answer. In most cases, I'd tell him it was him. But it was too simple, too in-the-moment. Do you ever meet someone and wonder how they could love you, and more importantly how someone couldn't be crazy about them? I want to learn the crooks and crannies of your ******* skin, and I want to learn the wheels in your brain that turn when you wait for me to answer - What makes you happy? And I wish I knew, I wish I could tell you it is you.
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Jun 14, 2015
Jun 14, 2015 at 6:26 PM UTC
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