Its like tasting the tip of a sugar cone with your ice cream, and like finding the *** of gold at the end of your rainbow. You are already pretty astounding by the first thing, but then its like, POW, and it hits you, that this is what happiness feel like.

Its like falling in love with a book, or a person, and realizing that they speaks to you in just the right way. That their heart shares beats with yours and now you cannot imagine a day without them.

Its like a mild summer day, or a steaming one, depending on if you're near water or shade or not. But I'm rambling.

Its crying when you're happy, is squeaking when you even think about something, simply dying at its mention.

Its like being born, and everything is new and shiny and amazing and tremendous and terrifying and perfect all at once. You scarcely dare to categorize everything, because everything simply is a wonder to you. You live in a wonderland.

Its the best of times, and the cheeriest of times, when out of darkness comes light and out of sickness comes life. Its beautiful. Its maddening. Its everything you ever dreamed it to be and more.

Today, I feel happiness, in its pure unbridled form, and I haven't felt so alive. This is what makes the pain worth it. This is what transcends the tears. This is what I live for.

Happiness.