It's like butterflies in your stomach when that special someone calls you 'cutie'.
When your parent suggests that for breakfast you have pie instead of cereal.
Like a memory of running around outside all day to come in with new scratches on your knees, dirt on your hands, sweat dripping from running, and the flush from the joyous laughter that comes from the thrill of childhood. When the only thing you had to complain about was not being able to stay up for one more hour.
As though receiving a compliment from a random person.
That feeling when you find a couple bucks in your pocket that you had no idea were there since the last time you wore those jeans.
It's like turning on the radio and having your favorite song playing.
And makes you think of those moments when you can just look at a person and have them know exactly how you feel in that one glance.
So I'll admit inside my being there must have been a school girl giggling as I walked in that sunshine and rain.
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