You make me smile.

You make me happy, and wonder why I was ever sad. You make me believe, just for that second, that maybe I’ll turn out ok. You make me believe I’m worth something.

You make me want to jump, and tell everyone just how happy I am. You make me excited. You make me want to show my smile to the world.

You… you made me smile.
You gave me butterflies in my stomach.
I don’t know how to tell you.

This is it.
This is me, and this is you.
And you are working your magic again.

Making me happy, and making me smile.

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