...happiness is the feeling in your stomach after a long session of intense passionate sex as you're laying, half-collapsed, half-tangled up in someone you can't get enough of while you try and catch up with your rampant breathing.
Tell me about it. If I were him I'd have already stolen me off somewhere discreet so I could do obscenely wonderful things with me. *sighs* Hopefully he'll figure it out soon enough. He hasn't gotten laid or had a girlfriend in how long (?!)...and I'm just sitting here waiting for him? He'd better get himself figured out quick.
