Happiness is a red fuzzy blanket on a cold night.

It's a cool shower after a long day.

It's a kiss on the forehead to tell me that everything is alright.

It's sleeping in his arms all through the night.

It's cuddling in his shirt because he's far away.

It's knowing that tomorrow he's going to be there.

It's watching my favorite movie late at night.

It's looking at pictures and smiling through the tears.

It's when I turn around and he's there waiting for me.

But most of all...

Happiness is him.