Happiness is 2016 changing into 2017 realizing after a year full of stubborn hearts that when someone loves you they don’t have to send it to you instead of the casual “good morning” text, they don’t have to scream it at the top of their lungs in the middle of the busy highway, they don’t have to whisper it to you hesitantly while you’re having a drink at your favorite bar. When someone truly loves you, you can see it in their eyes. They might not send out some kind of heat to your body but all of sudden when their eyes meet yours the sweetest wave of warmth surrounds your entire being.
Happiness is eating hot dogs in the middle of the busy, frozen street and them patiently waiting in the cold for you to finish because they know you’re a slow eater. Happiness is opening the gifts you got them even though what made them the happiest was the handwritten note you put in the paper bag. It’s stealing a kiss from you while you’re out with friends and walking you to the subway station so as they can tell you “Goodnight” and “Thank you” and “Take care” without anyone else but you two hearing these plain words that contain so much love.
Happiness is a pair of warm eyes, reminding you that love is not something ideal or extraordinary, it’s not just heartbeats and smiles. It’s trying, trying, trying. Nights you spent wishing you could end this and mornings that found you with the legs of you two tangled up and their smell on your pillow. It’s persistence, understanding, stubbornness, and soft touches in the dark. It’s that feeling you get when your eyes meet and fill your souls with warmth, reminding you that it’s worth it.