Little things

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Happiness sounds like...
the sweet melody of Flaws, the voice of Dan Smith

Happiness looks like...
a stage with Bastille with just Kyle, Will and Woody, an excited crowd, a throng of screaming girls

Happiness feels like...
bafflement of not spotting Dan Smith anywhere in the stage or amongst the crowd, hoping he’s down with the fans, expecting him to actually be doing the rounds among the fans, hearing the screams approach you, and finally seeing him actually come towards you where you stand trembling holding your phone debating with yourself if you should stop shooting and see him or capture the moment for me to go back in time and relish it over and over

Happiness is....
seeing him sing and walk past me, getting to capture him singing and walking past me, having him brush past me

Ecstasy is...feeling dizzy with the realization that YOU JUST SAW DAN SMITH SO CLOSE AND TOUCHED HIM!

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