Love, actually.

I have been enlightened in the point of view of love. I will admit that I can be a little under-optimistic about love at times (fine, all the time, happy?), but I too, am capable of accepting another truth (Yes, ME! =p). Love, really, isn't selfish. I found a new happiness in love, a happiness richer than all that I have experienced. Am I in love? Nope, unlike my usual babble, this isn't about me! My happiness does not stem from being in love, in fact, it stems from the fact that I can *see* love, especially in those whom I love. Normally I would gag at the sight of any tender moments, but I think I have gained a new respect for it. I found a warm, fuzzy feeling that I have lost so long ago in seeing the exchange between two people who are geniunely happy together. Even their most ordinary of gestures seem spectacular and magical to me. I felt a splendor of happiness just being in their presence. So love, actually, is to let love. =)

I'm gonna wander around to see if I can sponge off more happiness! tah tah!

xoxoxox.