the months passed by, and the hot summer air slowly leaped around
the mountains and the trees.
the weight in my backpack slowly decreased,
as constant studying became my daily, and nightly, habit.
and then, all at once it seemed, happiness was right beside me.
it had found its way to me, as it sometimes does.
it was gentle, but abrupt.
it crept into my conversations and gently danced into my aching heart.
it came in the form of bright blue eyes, and long, but delicate hugs.