Perfectly pale skin, so different from mine. Rosy cheeks that turn even redder sometimes.

Eyes a dull green a times, turning to a blue that captivates my breath and very soul.

The sharp planes of your face; not a cube, not a square. Somehow, while keeping your sharp appearance, you’re soft as well.

Oh, I am afraid of when my restraint will dissolve and my love for you with escape.

And when you smile. Oh that smile! How dare you smile at me like that!

Happy, sad, confused. Either way it takes my heart into hyperdrive!

Oh, your confused smile.

_(Exactly 100! Hehe. Anyways, I’m not very good at describing real people so 🧸 with me here. Dear me, I write about her too much. Thanks for reading!)_