It's a bit like happiness...

Or at least how I remember happiness, anyways. At first, the day started out pretty glum. It progressively got worse and I just decided to say fuck it and go to sleep around 4:30am. No, I'm not usually up then, but I was waiting for someone to get ahold of me. I rolled over about 5am and checked my online messages and recived an invitation to go see said person. I felt a little strange, but after some conversation, I relaxed. After our encounter and talks, I feel like a million bucks for some reason and even though she was half asleep, I believe her words. They weren't overly joyous words or even super encouraging. I just feel like I have a very special place with her. Maybe not at her side as of now, but in her heart and as her companion. I like to feel loved.

I love you, Meggan, and the smile hasn't left my face since I left. You mean so much to me. Even though I got brushed off most of the night, just the fact that you didn't break your promise is enough. I can spend 20 hours being miserable and yet the right words from you in 20 minutes makes me forgett I was ever sad. You're amazing.
~KM