It's amazing how much I notice in a few days.
How laughing with you feels clear.
How you look at me. You look at me like you think I'm cute.
I noticed that you like to push buttons --but I'm too human to have any buttons.
I noticed your hair. It's curly if you let it be. You often don't.
You have thin lips and eyes that are too blue to be allowed, you know? You have high cheekbones and dimples that, whoa. Your face is the sky, your smile the sun, your dimples the moon, your freckles the stars.
You make a mean cinnamon roll. You hate one of my good friends but he deserves that. I just don't hate anyone.
You make yourself heard. I love it.
I notice.
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