5:53 AM
"Why are you so nice?"
She asked.
Softly.
She had moved on top of me.
Resting her chin on my chest.
Looking up at me.
The sun was rising.
The sky bruising.
Into orange and purple.
"I'm not that nice."
I shrugged.
Because I wasn't as nice as everone said.
She smacked my cheek.
Hard.
The sting could be felt even in my toes.
"You are that nice.
You are too nice.
Why?"
I thought deeply.
About what exactly.
I did for anyone.
I talked to them normally.
I listened to them cry.
Just said hello.
How significant is that?
"I guess
I have no reason
To be mean."
She sat up and did that.
Cute half pout thing.
When she's thinking.
"Those things mean a lot
more than you know
To people.
People just like
To know
They are not being ignored."
"I wouldn't do that
To you."
I told her honestly.
"I know.
Because you love me."
I couldn't tell if she was teasing.
Does she know?
We were quiet after then.
Just listening to air flow
In and out of our lungs.
Eventually she smiled.
And she curled up on top of me.
And we fell asleep.
