Smile

She smiles.  The sun itself cannot shine any brighter than her when she smiles.  Unlike
the sun, you can stare at her light.  And when your eyes start to tear it's because you
realize that no beauty has never shined like hers.  Like I a rock I stand.  My body frozen
in place. A glance was all I gave but a glance was all it took to get me.  My mind frees
itself and she crawls inside my head.  For a moment she is the only one I think about. I
do anything, say anything to see her smile.  Suddenly the world becomes my stage and she
is my crowd.  And as if it were my sole purpose in life, I make her smile.  Make her
laugh.  Make her feel as if only my words bring the world to laughter.  Make them
memorable so that when she thinks of them she'll think of me and she'll smile.

happinessworldi do not know?

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