She is like a puzzle. All the little parts make her whole.
Parts like how she never wears matching socks.
Or how she hates jeans but still wears them. And always has them rolled up to show her high top Converse.
When she eats Lucky Charms, she eats the puffs first, then the marshmallows smallest to largest. I'm not sure why.
How she always has reminders scrawled on the back of her hand.
She hates having both feet on the ground when she is sitting down. She always crosses one leg over the other, or brings them both up into the seat or finds something rest them on. I like when she picks me to rest her legs on.
She even crosses the other leg when driving.
She can't sleep without socks on and has an obsession with cherries.
She loves music in any form. Except for country music. She absolutely hates it.
There are so many pieces of her that make her who she is, and I adore each and everyone.
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The Two of Us
Random"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most space in your heart." -Pooh
