People intrigue me. They way they move and
how they speak. What they do when they're nervous or how the
pronounce certain words. I'd always took an interest in it. I
noticed, that when you're happy you always have this small
smile playing on your lips and your laugh reaches the heavens.
When you're nervous you drum your fingers against solid
surfaces and you sigh deeply. When you're sad you hold my
hand and play with my hair and talk about your dad before he got
sick and your mom before her hair started graying. When you say
"I love you." Your lips turn up at the end, almost like
a smile, but not quite. When you hug me, you hold me like i'm
your life line. I noticed the way you say simple words like
theater and sunset. Your voice is warm and smooth. When you hum
to the song i'm singing your voice sounds deep and I want to
you to sing with me but you never do. When you trace my face with
your fingers you look at me like you're a painter and i'm
your work of art. I noticed the sharp breath you take everytime I
brush my fingers through your hair and that beautiful look in
your eyes when I whisper "I love you too." Maybe
it's not people that intrigue me, maybe it's just
you.
