Smiling

I can't help doing it. It's like God's fingers move my mouth every time I read or hear you. The sight of you makes me doubt for a while, but afterwards, I gain the confidence created by words and laughter. I can't help but smile when I see a smile.

I feel afraid and stupid at times (fuck, already?), but I want to keep on smiling and I will; and I won't be the only one, beat that.

Fuck my mind.