Her smile was all I wanted to see;
Now I know what some people might think:
“Oh, you loved her, right?” But that’s not the point;
Point is, my memories are a dime a dozen,
And those precious moments when I can inspire happiness
In someone else and put a smile on their face, well, memories just don’t
Do those moments justice, if you ask me, you have to feel it in your bones;
Though I suppose it is still a memory, just an emotional one;
Anyway, not to be cliché, but my happiness is about making others happy
So when I think back on that afternoon where
I made a beautiful girl smile at my joke,
Did I do it for nooky?
Her smile was all I wanted to see.