Happiness, when you do pleasant little things, already imagining in your head how your love will smile, how her eyes will light up, how she will crawl to hug and kiss ...

Words that you say to each other, caressing the ear, and various pleasant little things, imperceptible on the scale of the Universe, but so important, emphasizing the significance of a person in your life. Caring whether she is dressed warmly and whether she needs to be wrapped up even more. Or, when she asks if you put on a scarf, because she is afraid that you will catch a cold.
When you go to shave without reminders, because your stubble on her delicate skin is irritating. When she waits for you at home and bakes you pancakes.
Your care for each other is the meaning of your life.

And you joyfully fly home, knowing that your beloved is waiting for you there. You walk down the street, holding hands, swinging them like a swing, and start fooling around.
And you don't give a damn about the gloomy faces of passers-by, when your hearts beat in unison with happiness.

You pinch her butt, she bites your nose, and in this mess you scoop her up in an armful and start spinning.

On the street, at home, visiting, everywhere - you are together.
You are a mountain for each other. She has problems - you solve them, you have troubles - she lays her head on your chest next to you.

Take care of such little joys for each other.