I smile. It is what I do. It makes me feel good. I feel like it is a little shout out that says, "Hey, have a good day." Or maybe, "I hope you are feeling good." Sometimes it might mean, "If today wasn't so great, I hope tomorrow will be better for you." I love a smile. I love to receive them, give them, see them, and feel their happiness.
The thing is my smile does not mean, "Hey good lookin'. Wanna go out?" Really, really, I have been married for 16 years, I've got mine trained. Why would I start all over?? Do you really think that I was going to ask you out or something? Really, it's just a smile.
It also doesn't mean I just farted. That's right folks. Not everyone smiles when they pass gas.
In addition, my smile was meant for happiness and joy. It was not done so that you would look at me, look away, and pretend like you didn't see me. I know you saw me, I saw you looking. That's right, I'm not crazy, just spreading the smile of love.
In the end. Smile or don't. I will...so there....now you go and have a good day!