Valentine's Day

There is a beautiful moment that's frozen in time.
There we are on the bed, your arms thrown around and under me; you're pulling me close close close until I can't breath, each slow draw soaks in your essence. In my mind I realize that I will look back on this nano second with longing, but right now I just feel your breath tickling the wisps of hair on my neck.
This must be happiness.
It's not unbridled enough to be ecstasy, doesn't have the wild quality of passion; this is the comfortable love that thrives on frozen chicken nuggets and flat pop. This is the kind of thing you build a life around.
But none of that matters, because for the first time in months, I have a moment of just-
Happiness.