That Girl.
Overshadowing,
Overshadowed.
Grief, pain, anger,
Looms over her distraught self.

Self-destruction.
Helplessness.
Angst, Pain.
Emotions not unknown to her;
yet She wishes they were strangers.

Define Happiness; you say.
"There is anger, hatred, and revenge in this world what space would then be left for happiness?"
She questions, in the
Deep, Dark abyss that is her Mind.
However, She would answer
"Happiness is the quality and state of being happy"
Because,
She is;
That Girl.

Heart beats faster.
Grins go wider.
Butterflies,
As wide as saucers,
Fly in my tummy.

That smile,
The glint in your eyes,
It drives me wild.

I open my mouth,
But no words come out.
I lift my eyes to meet yours,
Only to look down again.
Face burning with embarrassment and awkward shame.

"Hey"; was all it took.
All it took to turn the butterflies into dragons,with large, leathery wings,
That fan and beat against my pulsing heart, my trembling self.

One smile lit up this dark ghost town; that is my life.

One smile lifted me up from the dark abyss that is my life,
Planted flowers, and paved roads;

All in the name of unrequited love.