September 8, 2010

A Silly Smile

"She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not".. Not? So I searched all over me for maybe another petal. A small white petal on my lap, made my count an odd for the third time. This meant she loves me. 
A smile crept over me, a strange, huge smile.. that probably made the stranger sitting next to me wonder if I was crazy. To him, that petal was just a petal. To me, I kind of meant the whole world. So I wisphered back in the air, "I love you too"

And I thought how funny it was that even small silly idiotic things could give you so much happiness.