it's the little things in life |
| i want someone who notices. who notices worry in the curling of my lip and the spirit in my voice when i'm happy. who notices how i burrow my eyebrows when i'm frustrated and my silence when i'm mad who notices my unconscious comments i blurt when i think no one's listening. who notices my love for bright orange sunsets and cotton candy lollipops. who notices the way i look at him and how tight i hold him. who notices how i bite the ends of my straws and how i get sad when it rains and how i could stare at the stars forever. i want someone who notices how much i love him because i would notice how much he loves me. - a. |