I remember the way you looked at me when I stepped out of the bathroom in the early morning.
For a moment, the steam trailed behind me like a veil.
You looked at me with a sense of amazement; as if I was directing each molecule of steam
As if this was the grand entrance on my world tour.
I tightened my lips to smile, and you returned to spreading the peanut butter across your toast.
Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 7:02 PM UTC
I remember the way you looked at me when I stepped out of the bathroom in the early morning.
For a moment, the steam trailed behind me like a veil.
You looked at me with a sense of amazement; as if I was directing each molecule of steam
As if this was the grand entrance on my world tour.
I tightened my lips to smile, and you returned to spreading the peanut butter across your toast.
