I love those special moments, the everyday ones that are so easy to miss. The fine details that make things beautiful despite its ugliness. The silver lining in the rain cloud.
I love those special moments, the ones that make you want to scream. The ones where you can’t tell if it’s white hot furry, or extremely strong admiration. The drop in the pit of your stomach before you talk to someone.
I love those special m the ones that make you realize you don’t matter. The snide comments, being ignored, that’s the best. The hours of homework that the teacher doesn’t collect.
I love those special moments, the ones that ruin your plans. When you just move on and they pull you back in with a sleepy Monday morning smile.
I love those special moments that break you. When you see something. Ugly or beautiful and your heart just stops. As if it is afraid to beat because it will either explode or interrupt.
I love those special moments.