And I don’t know why
Is it your face, your smile, your laugh, or just your presence that makes me happy?
You just make me feel go to be around you.
You bring out the best in me.
At the end of the day our experiences together make me smile.
And a smile is worth more money than any country can print.
Even in the common day-to-day routines of washing dishes or doing laundry or making the bed, having you nearby make all the difference.
You point out the silly things I forgot to see and put whipped cream on my nose.
If you hold my hand we can watch the stars pass in the night.
We can shelter from the storms and depend on each other to protect us.
On holidays we will present each other gifts of affections not so much of monetary values but of existence.
At the end of the day, you make me smile, and that makes me happy.