The wink. Playful. Lovely. Beautiful. Something that I can't do. My face, unwilling to go through the contortions. My cheeks somehow not following my orders. Both eyes blinking when only one is supposed to. Maybe because I love extra hard. That is why I wink with both eyes. Maybe like my feelings, everything gets messed up. Nothing under my control. Like my heart, my face doesn't obey me either.