Happiness Is…A Poem by curvytheatergeekwhat happiness means to me...what it used to mean, at least...Laughing hysterically at a corny joke. Surprise hugs. Belting along to a song on the radio. A shoulder to fall asleep on. Seeing you. My friends. Inside jokes. Being ridiculous. That feeling you have when you’re with
someone. A smile. Making someone laugh. Snuggling with someone and feeling safe and
loved. No homework on a Friday. A kiss on the on the forehead. Someone playing with your hair. Intertwined fingers. Hugging someone like you’ll never let go. Having a person to hug. Pillow fights. Letting someone go, and then they come back
to you. Techie jokes. The lightbooth. Headset conversations. Conversations at 2am that you’ll remember
forever. Walking in the snow with someone you love. Dancing in the rain. Catching snowflakes on your tongue. Someone’s arm around your shoulder. Someone knowing exactly what to say to make
you smile. A cup of hot chocolate. A good playlist to dance to. Someone hugging you as though they’ll never
let go. Being there for someone. Someone being there for you, no matter
what. Knowing you’re loved. © 2011 curvytheatergeekAuthor's Note
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Added on August 13, 2011Last Updated on August 13, 2011 AuthorcurvytheatergeekRIAboutThe name says it all. I'm curvy. And I'm a theater geek. It's basically my life. You wanna know more? Just ask. I'm pretty friendly and I don't bite...hard. more..Writing
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