Sadness is a natural process. It is a part of life that is undeniable and is something that is mandatory to happen in every human life. But it shouldn’t be like that.
Some people just are not meant to be sad….
Some people are just to be manicured and pedicure with happiness even if it costs you insane.
When water shines in her eyes and she sniffs, the world looks a darker, griever place.
Sadness is not her forte even if it makes her look the tragic princesses which leave you heartbroken.
She pronounces fun and instills in you extravagance of flair and makes you feel worth it.
Her difference of perception is addictive.
A date for me now is no more a thought of serenity, sea and candle night. It’s fast paced, moving, comical and cute. You will be driven mad when you speak and she gazes outside smiling and being completely engrossed at absolutely nothing, and the very next moment you are swept away as she looks in to your eyes and has that quizzical look for which you can kill for.
And that leaves you addicted.
Her clichéd use of sentences is highly adorable. “I don’t know, Deal with it, and Shut up!” are the norms that makes you smile and make her blush.
I am obsessed by her presence in a very warm and way. She needs to be happy and lively for me to remain calm and soothing.
Am I getting too occupied with her? May be I am but is there any other better thing to do in this world. I guess not.
So sadness please hush away you are never welcomed on her door steps and even if you do come around I am on guard.
It is only a coat of varnish but it is all that completes the color.
