I love the way your eyebrow raises
when you feel uncomfortable.
I love the expression on your face
when you are shocked.

Does anybody else notice?
how your initial laughter explodes out of you,
like a water balloon soaking me all over.
will anyone consider?
why you use your pinky to
play with your lips,
as the other fingers scrunch together your right cheek.

Will the next boy see?
the slight back and forth
bouncing of your head when you’re hurrying.
when you stick your neck out slightly
to smile for a photo,
only when it’s your real smile.

will he be able to tell the difference,
between your real smile,
and your fake one.
But most of all i wonder,
will he point out
the yellowy spec that floats around
in your right eye.
the cliche of sparkling eyes,
of someone's eyes like stars.
you seem to have the sun in yours,

Will he revolve around it?
like i did.
like i do.

I love your mind,
I love the way it works,
the way it expresses itself,
I love its uniqueness.

The complexity of your character,
the simplicity of it.
I love each and every one
of your obsessions.
I adore your personality.

Ever since that day,
in science lab 3.
when you opened up about you.
I first learned of your true self,
you taught me,
showed me,
the most beautiful thing i've never seen,
and happiest i've ever been.