how come,
you never feel the need to make your hair, ever
but manage to look like someone i'd spend my whole life with.
how come,
i could let myself drown in your
smelly morning breath
(it smells like daisies for me, though)
how come,
i end up thinking
about all the details on your face
from your crinkles to your moles.
it keeps me wide awake.
how come,
i shut my windows
countless times,
yet you are my sunshine.
Apr 3, 2020
Apr 3, 2020 at 5:51 PM UTC
how come,
you never feel the need to make your hair, ever
but manage to look like someone i'd spend my whole life with.
how come,
i could let myself drown in your
smelly morning breath
(it smells like daisies for me, though)
how come,
i end up thinking
about all the details on your face
from your crinkles to your moles.
it keeps me wide awake.
how come,
i shut my windows
countless times,
yet you are my sunshine.