Happiness. A 9-letter word. How does one begin to describe the emotion they’ve never really got to know, amongst other things like hurt, confusion and utter heartbreak?
It was by the smile lines on her face, the way her skin glowed and reflected sunbeams when she took the perfect photo of a beautiful landscape.
When she doesn’t have any recollection of her half-burnt, tear-stained journals that still had residue from her last overdose.
When she forgot about how she took a blade to her fragile skin to carve your name into them, and then weep about your leaving afterwards.
She writes about optimism and love again, because she is over everything that had ever ruined her life.
She takes her dog for walks in the park, and notices how every flap of a butterfly going through the air from one flower to another seemed to coincide with the beats of her heart, which beat more consistently and powerfully than ever before.
She notices all the little details she missed before, like how lines of dust moved whenever certain objects were misplaced, or the morning calls of the birds in her neighbor’s bird bath.
She is so much more euphoric than before, so don’t break her again.
i've never really tackled the subject of happiness before and this is a first i guess