I come home from a run and sprawl out on the living room couch. I rejected the thought of moving to the shower at the moment. I pull my matted hair back out of my face and use my shirt to whip the sweat off my face,along with my last bit of makeup. My knee aches as it always does, it will never be the same. I kick off my shoes and grab the remote. Thats when you normally walked in.
"God your beautiful"
I hear it and I know you must love me cause I look like hell, and I am no model. You sink down behind on the couch and wrap your arms around me. No hesitation.. God, I love you

I feel like sometimes being bitter is what we all resort to since its easy. To be bitter about being lied to, even though you have assured the person that you have forgiven. Or being bitter about a small comment someone made not meaning to hurt you. Or still ranting about the old lady that cut you off a week ago... I don't know why its so hard for some people to smile. Happy is such a simple thing, and it takes no effort. Some how we can ruin one of the best emotions that a human being can undergo. What do we hope to prove to the world by being miserable, and making other people unhappy with our unpleasant demeter. I can't lie and say I dont do it. I catch myself yelling and throwing a fit about nothing at all, and later i look back only to realize what an idiot i must have looked like. I think it takes a truely wonderful human being to just decide that they are going to do their best to make themselves happy and as a result make others happy at the same time. Not really sure what i am trying to say. I just wish that more people would have a more loving and understanding personality. Perhaps it would help