Happiness is...

Written: October 27, 2014. This a writing prompt I did in my creative writing class for school, it isn't really a poem; I just didn't know what to put it under.

Happiness is when you can't explain how good something feels to you. It's when you smile uncontrollably or that you don't even know you are. That nine letter word can mean so much since seven billion of us have out own meaning, definition per say. 

To a parent, it is when their child successfully sleeps throughout the whole night, to a teenage girl it's when their crush says 'hi' to them for the first time or even just texting first. A man, I guess having a killing spree on COD (Call of Duty) or just getting laid. Everyone's happiness is different. 

My happiness is when I don't have to fake a smile, it comes naturally. I can feel my cheeks float up higher upon my face and warm up and my lips curl up upon it; or is that just love? Either way, I'm happy. Happiness is when know what to say and don't feel like a dumb a*s saying it. 

It's rare to see in some people, right flat on their face, but it's there. Trust me, just look in their eyes.