If It Makes You Happy

by Julie Olivia

don’t know when it happened. It slipped over me so softly, like the changing of seasons. The seeping scent of baked bread first thing in the morning. A wistful sigh on a perfect fall day.

And I wonder if he was made for me, if he’s the only man who will ever see me. I don’t believe in destiny or stars, but I have to believe Cliff’s constellation would align right beside mine.

You’re strong. And we strong women deserve better.

As long as I have My Girl and as long as Funny Guy makes her laugh, I can’t complain. Not one bit.