Happiness

Happiness
Is a cryptid
Everyone believes in it but very few actually find it
It's a driving force like gas or food
Something to push you forward when you've given up hope
It's the occasional break of sunlight through stormy clouds
Just to prove the sky still hasn't fallen
Happiness is hope
It's the house you hope you can build one day
Or the friend that makes you want to stick around just long enough to see again
Happiness is the butterflies in your stomach that you don't mind having because it gives you the courage to make a move
It's the one rose that proves you can be a garden






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