perfection is how beautiful we walk out of sync while shivering in the cold, my jacket too long and puffy to be comfortable and yours too black to be neutral in the face of my foundation

it's how you take little moments to look at me when ordering something because even though I've never learned how to admire eyes being held onto me something about catching your gaze still gets me a year later and if that isn't special **** I don't know what is

it's how my hand still searches for yours when we're together and how when you touch me it lingers for longer than it should all the while my skin shouting to break free just to hold you forever because in the face of nothing and everything we somehow found the now and I don't want to let go of it

falling in love is ******* messy and imperfect and beautiful and baby, that's absolutely perfect to me