The moment when you start skipping everywhere you go, and can't stop smiling, and just can't contain the giggles and start jumping around and dancing, even in the rain, and start singing like the birds in the morning, and the optimism seeps into your voice like a dollop too much of cherry cough syrup, you know you are loved.
written in response to The girl who loved you's poem for me. :) thanx so much ;* it meant more than you could ever know... feeling so loved atm, even if it was just a poem :3