Smile.

One thing you were always good at, whether I was upset at the world or even mad at you.

One goofy face or pouty lips and you had me in your arms, all it took to make me smile.

“I love you”

“why?”

“because without you I wouldn’t be able to make you smile when your mad at me”

simple conversations like that mean the world to me.

smiling on the other side of the phone, people looking at us because we’re in a world of our own