Is this how happiness feel like?
Oh, the way my lips gently curve upwards is like..
Sleepy eyes kissed airily by sunshine,
buttering toast on a bitter cold winter's day.
When it is so very cold,
every breath feels like toothpaste and mint.
It is the worries being unknotted.
Little inexplicable sparks that can light even the darkest souls.
Jan 13, 2014
Jan 13, 2014 at 4:18 AM UTC
Is this how happiness feel like?
Oh, the way my lips gently curve upwards is like..
Sleepy eyes kissed airily by sunshine,
buttering toast on a bitter cold winter's day.
When it is so very cold,
every breath feels like toothpaste and mint.
It is the worries being unknotted.
Little inexplicable sparks that can light even the darkest souls.
There we go! Smile sweetheart.
x
