happy tears

I’ve never been one to cry when I am happy, or when I’m feeling the spirit, or really ever actually.

I cried on my mission when I felt like I wasn’t good enough. I cried when someone had hurt me, or when I had felt that I had hurt someone.  I cried when I was sad.

But today, I cried.  And the tears that fell were not sad.  They were the happiest tears I’ve ever cried.  And I don’t know why.  Well, I do, but I don’t know why I cried.

I am happy. Oh, I am so so happy, and I don’t know how else to explain it.

Maybe the tears

Are the rain.

And yes, I will stay here,

If you, too, stay.

Oh, how I want to stay,

And cry happy tears

For the rest of my life.

(And that won’t make sense to anyone except for me.  But deal with it.)



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