I was talking to a friend today and he told me about this girl that he's rather close with recently. He has so much to talk about between them and I swear I feel an aura of happiness when he was talking about her, like how the nimbus around the heads of Buddhas in paintings looked like. It's really strange cause I could feel that sweetness too even though I haven't met her. I feel the blissful moments too as he brought me through them verbally. I have to admit I was laughing throughout the whole conversation, not at anything about them but at the little uncontrolled-sweet-smiles he had when he described his special someone and when he unconsciously defended for her. And I miss talks like this with friends telling me how blessed they are. I have no idea but it's got this strange ability to make me believe that love truly does exist in this world.

Labels: happy, love