I like the things that we don't share in common. The smile on your face. The liveliness and brightness you always bring to the room. The laugh. The distinct sound you always make no matter what pair of shoes you have on. The eyes. The way you look when you don't have glasses on. Your makeup - sometimes too much makeup that is yet, you still don't look one bit fake or plastic. The belly touching. You randomly touching my belly that is. The way you talk. The way you handle everything. The frustrated look you have sometimes. Your hair. Your gray gray hair. Your height. I don't remember knowing anyone as short as you are. The look. The healthy smoothie you always bring to work. The beverages that you never drink from anywhere but home cause you don't know how they make the ice. That dinner that we shared. Only one time and I can't wait for it to happen again. The glasses. You look better with glasses off but I like you either way.
No shit. Did I just say I like you already.
Well
Then.
