Smile because you mean to; smile because it happened.
Those memories that fade with time fall powerless
to that small, upturned curve of the mouth, lips parted evenly,
revealing stark white teeth glittering in the light of the sun.
Smile because you want to; smile because of fate.
We all have it, whether it’s hidden in your back pocket
or running wild out in the open, daring you to come and find it,
chase it down, and fight it if need be, because smiling
can only mean so much if you’re not smiling back at me.
November 29, 2011