i could write you a paragraph about how the way you smile gives me butterflies. i could write you a page about how my skin tingles after you touch it. i could write you an essay on how often i get lost in your ocean blue eyes. i could write you a novel about how much i love you… but you wouldn’t read it.
Happiness is not a permanent state. Happiness is not a thing we achieve. We do not find the secret to happiness and then everything is just great. Happiness comes in moments between sad moments and everyday ordinary moments. Happiness is there for you to notice and reach for and touch. — Bryant McGill