Happiness

Happiness is writing every single day
Inspired by the little things
That wiggle themselves away

Happiness is the sun
When you can’t block it out
Happiness is a drug
Do not settle for self doubt

Happiness was the city
Eating food on the street
Happiness was feeling
higher than the street.

Happiness was a moment
that trickled its way in
I do not remember it
the way I once did.

Happiness is letting go
Only you could let it know
That its time has come
to enter and fill holes

Happiness was love
under the stars that we saw
when we wished for an answer
as we lay bare and raw

Happiness is writing every single day
and realizing that only you choose to feel dreams that way.

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