"Happiness"
Happiness is when you open that box of pizza and see that it's just the way you like, all fresh and warm
In 8 pieces, the pizza is torn,
Thats when I look over and see him with his ham & pineapple, eating his cheesy crust,
Being with him is a must,
If food was a delight, he'd be even more delicious,
Lost in his eyes, i don't want him to leave
Having him close to my heart makes me believe in this thing called love
Being in love with this man that makes me feel like a princess,
He is my happiness,
In his arms is where I want to be,
In his heart yeah I hold the key.
My happy place exists when I am with him
My happy place exists because of him
Being with him feels safe and secure,
Just one of the many aspects of him to adore,
He often cares about money
But I don't care as long as I got my honey
©br0k3ngirl
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