Smile

I want to fall asleep in your arms at five in the afternoon, wrapped in your warmth and a soft blanket.  Then get up in the middle of the night and run outside in pajamas and run through the falling snow.  And when our fingers froze and our noses stung with frost, we would go in side and curl up again, holding each other and laughing about the night and the cold and the warmth and everything and nothing at all.

We'd fall asleep again in the early hours of the morning and sleep until noon.  The only thing to wake us would be the sun streaming through the cracks in the blinds, and we would open our eyes and lie together under the sheets for several hours more, just enjoying each other's presence, reveling in the warmth of a sunny morning indoors, with the cold winter leaving crystals on the windows outside.

You told me to write about things that made me smile.  It's simple really.  You make me smile.  Everything you do for me, every moment I spend with you.  All of it makes me so happy.  Certainly, there are other things in life that make me smile.  Like sunshine in the mornings and warm summer rain.  But all of those are better with you.  Everything I do, you make it better.

Things that make me smile are often simple.  They can be as simple as a smile or a pretty leaf on the ground as I'm on my way somewhere.  Sometimes the flame of a candle or a moving song can make my day.  It's not that hard to make me smile.  But you seem to have a particular knack for it.  So thank you for that.  Thank you for making me smile and giving me good reason to.