It's a lonely, cold afternon in AP Calculus.
My best friend sits behind me.
We love each other.
And so this past month of September has been a rollercoaster for both him and I.
So he asks me what happiness means to me, as soon as I sit back down at my seat at the far right corner. I write down the miscellaneous things that will always complete my life.
And his reply was as simple as how the misty sea foam green waves so generously provoke the sealing of a pair of brown eyes at the endpoint of where the ocean meets the horizon. That very moment when the lightest drop of phenolphthalein yields infinite color the very second an acid is consumed in a pink hue.

Yes, his reply,

"love" and "you."

Boy its nice to have my camera back.