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like vanilla ice cream;

solid and sturdy, but nothing special.

Anyway, my mind was somewhere else those days.

Then I met him again.

This time he was an ice cream parlor.

  And the rest came easy.

He was just a man,

Then he was my other half,

The piece of me, I realized,

I’d been missing all my life.

  Sometimes, I learned, happiness and fear go together.

Everyone wants to be deliriously happy.

Everyone is terrified to go back to how things were before.

I was happy and afraid a lot in the beginning.

  The fear has faded into the background.

When I look into his sweet eyes,

And when I feel myself coming home in his arms,

My happiness is a hot fudge sundae. 

  My mom asked me, “are you sure you want that,

Vanilla Ice cream for the rest of your life?”

I said, “Vanilla Ice cream has always been my favorite flavor.”

I know things will change, as we grow older.

But one thing that never will,

I will be so happy for the rest of my life,