my hair was done
my outfit looked great
my jewelry was in place and
my lips were painted.
but i didn't paint my nails
it didn't dawn on me until you pulled
up to the driveway and i had
been anxiously staring at my hands
that i had forgotten something
crucial.
i didn't think i looked perfect
like i had previously
believed.
the doubt sat in the back of
my mind as i kissed you hello,
hoping you wouldn't notice that
the color of my nails were
chipped, fading, and
various shades of dull.
as the day went on, you still
held my hand with the
grip you had before, you
still looked into my eyes as if
they were galaxies unfolding
in your line of vision, you
still played with my fingers and
kissed the back of my hand, and you
still kissed me till my
painted lips were smeared.
i laughed at the end of the day and
thought,
but i didn't paint my nails.
it didn't matter to you.
you probably never noticed.
This is in reference to all the time us girls (and some guys) spend getting ready for a special someone or even just to go out. Not everyone cares about every little thing we do to make ourselves look "perfect". Stop worrying about the little things you forgot to do. Because guess what? They probably never noticed.
