January 28, 2008

счастлив, счастлива, счастливы

Happiness. That’s about happiness.
Every time I hear it, it seems to me that there is no more reasons for being. Every time I hear it, I close to crying out. Like first time I understood it, I was crying when he shouted it to me. Every time I hear it – next night I lay and think about it. I surprise, how, why, if I realized it and if I can do more.
Every time I hear…
I’m happy. With u.Because if u.
Tell me smth more wonderful u can have. When person next to u and person from another side of the planet tells u, writes u, whisper to u
I’m happy.With u.Because of u.

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