there was a time,
when everyone
could wipe the smile
right off my face,
as if it were on
a dry erase board.
every time they try,
you draw it right back on again.
you are:
my good luck charm,
my happiness,
my one and only.
you make me feel
so young and free
and best of all,
you let me be me.
and as we walk,
hand in hand,
down quiet, dim lit streets,
I think about the places we'll go
and how there's nowhere else
I'd rather be.
you've drawn my smile
in permanent ink
and with that,
I'm perfectly content.

"Smiling Again"
Devin Liotta