Dec 2018
I think this is what it is, something short yet bright in my chest. Too quick to be named, yet felt with my entire being. It thrums inside of my heart, natural as sunlight through window curtains, as secretive and cheeky as a grin. This is one of the types of happiness I know.
The quick ones that make you feel you are on top of the world, despite the state of everything which says otherwise.
It is but a spark.
The quick ones that make you feel you are on top of the world, despite the state of everything which says otherwise.
It is but a spark.
yeah, i just had a conversation with my best friend, and i don't know, i was with her yesterday, but just every bit of word that i exchange with her makes me eternally happy.
