I wonder what little things you notice about me.
Do you try to count the freckles that litter my face?
Do you notice how tight I hang on when we hug?
Do you notice the way I linger after we kiss?
Do you notice when we hold hands, how I'm silently willing for you to never let go?
Did you fall in love with my silence?
Do you fall in love my laugh every single time, or the way I smile?
What is it that keeps you by my side?
YOU ARE READING
Paper Planes
PoésieLetters to him disguised as paper planes. I always think of you. Sincerely, Yours. 《Poems about my first love》
