Sometimes I feel like I'm in love all the time. Or that I fall in love all the time. Just walking around by myself, I fall in love with the houses along the streets, the graceful architecture, the wind curling through the leaves, the feel of rain on my skin. I fall in love with the feeling I have that makes me want to skip and run around with my arms spread out, eyes closed. When I feel completely comfortable with where I am, and I could almost soar. You know what? This is almost what happiness feels like. Even if it has to come with the fall downhill later on.
:: nimezs @ 1:24 am [+] ::
