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martes, 23 de noviembre de 2010

Infectious.

When was the first time you realised you were in love?

Sometimes, I wonder weird things. That one above wasn't one of them. In fact, that's a pretty regular question, it seems like it's been taken from a twee romantic movie. But that simple question leads me to the word smile. Because nothing is more authentic than the smile we put when we're madly in love. Does that mean that smiling is a good thing? Sure...right?



BTW, this thing up here is not taken from any movie. That was Spanish love in another place. A pretty good reason to smile.

Then, why aren't we always smiling? Why smiles aren't our innate state? Why are we always with that serious expression on our faces? Everyone's prettier when they smile, and we insist on looking uglier. Smiles and laughters are infectious, and we're aware of it. Why do we keep them inside, then? Well, maybe we're scared of not having a response. And we're probably right about that. Who smiles when they see someone smiling?

Well, I do. But that only happens to me when it's him.

After all, that's what remains. Smiles. Laughter. Kisses. Hugs. Feelings. It's so ethereal...but in the end, it's what matters. It makes your heart beat. Nothing else will make you happy. Nothing else will make your world turn upside down. When everything fails, those little smiles are what make you go on. However, if you have love...then lucky you! Nothing can go wrong if you're in love.

Go spread it! Both love and smiles can be infectious.



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