It's the little things.
Your laugh and its rarity,
The way you stifle your yawns,
How you try and flatten a stray lock of hair,
The way your eyes almost close when you smile,
That smile reserved only for when you say 'I love you',
The way your voice is a different type of amazing when you sing,
How you puff up your cheeks when they hurt from smiling too much,
Those rare moments in which I see your eyes despite Skype's shittiness,
Those
little
things
are
what
I love
about
you.
So sweet :]
ReplyDeleteImagining the voices and expressions of friends and people I love and remembering their words often make me smile and laugh for no reason. Makes people look at me funny when we're driving silently in the car :P
I know how you feel :D
Beautiful poem.