I Like That You Let Yourself Be

There Was Love Expressed In The Places You Usually Forget To Look.

She Wanted Him To Notice Her So Much.

She Hadn't Chosen The Brave Life. She'd Chosen The Small, Fearful One.

She Spilled Rice On My Knee, And She Smiled. I Wanted Her To Spill A Thousand Things On Me, Lava, Acid, Bricks, Anything, And Smile Each Time

There Was A Moment In Between, A Moment Flung Free In The Midst Of The Transition, When He Made Contact. That Was The Moment She Would Dwell On.