i like the way you stretch your whole body
just to tie your free-willed mane in a bun.
i like the way your eyes practice dancing
on the yellow pages of the math textbook
as if it were a map to someone's heart.
i like the way your fingers get stuck
trying to reach the rays of the sun.
i like the way your lips curve up
without even noticing
when you see the guy you've fallen for.
i like the way you're so focused
lips biting, eyebrows furrowed, face tensed;
but the one thing i like most,
especially when you're focused,
the one thing that ***** me up every time
i accidentally glance at you during an exam
is when you tuck that single piece of hair
and continue to pull it back behind your earlobe
like a stroke of wave leaving the shore,
as if it resting there was the most imperfect thing in the world
that could've saved my life.
Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 10:54 AM UTC
i like the way you stretch your whole body
just to tie your free-willed mane in a bun.
i like the way your eyes practice dancing
on the yellow pages of the math textbook
as if it were a map to someone's heart.
i like the way your fingers get stuck
trying to reach the rays of the sun.
i like the way your lips curve up
without even noticing
when you see the guy you've fallen for.
i like the way you're so focused
lips biting, eyebrows furrowed, face tensed;
but the one thing i like most,
especially when you're focused,
the one thing that ***** me up every time
i accidentally glance at you during an exam
is when you tuck that single piece of hair
and continue to pull it back behind your earlobe
like a stroke of wave leaving the shore,
as if it resting there was the most imperfect thing in the world
that could've saved my life.
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