Maybe I don't notice the little things.
Like the way your mouth looks when it forms my name.
Or the way you feel steadier with your hand in mine.
Or even the way your fingernail is chipped from playing guitar for me.
But what I do notice is your eyes.
How they have little golden flecks in the soft green.
Green that's like a meadow in the summer that's more prominent in the sun.
I often stare into those eyes.
Trying to catch a glimpse of what you see in me.

You think you're better than me
You say you know you're better than me
So why do you have to keep proving it
When evidence has proven you **wrong

I love you, stupid.
You dont have to prove your worth.
Stupid, I love you.

Upon walking in the market a guy noticed a disheveled young woman sitting alone on a bench.
"Penny for your thoughts miss" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"It'd take a lot more than that to get whats on my mind, sir"
"Let's start simple then" tossing her a penny.
"Well," running a hand through her golden blonde hair "the weather is finally getting better."
"Yes" he agrees and tosses her a nickel.
"5. Its been 5 years since my husband left, and took the kids."
With a frown on his face he throws her a dime.
"10. The number of days any man has stayed with me since."
He walks up to hand her a quarter, placing a hand on her shoulder for comfort.
"I am 25 years old sir. Almost a quarter of the age you are. And simply just not living the life a 25 year old should."
"Well. That's too bad. But I have a gold dollar in here that wants to hear more. So, may i ask, change for thought my lady?"
"If it's anything to say, 141 is the most anyone has ever invested in me at all. I didn't know i was worth so much. Thank you"