I've fallen in love with a boy.
From the top of his head, to the tips of his toes.
His sandy brown tangle of otherwise straight hair.
The arch of his brow that appears when i tell a corny joke.
His cute ears, which proved me wrong when i thought ears could never be cute.
The way his eyes squint when he smiles;
The way his nose crinkles when said smiles turn to laughs.
And his grin, god, his grin. It's the best part. He has the type of grin that lights up a whole room, a whole building, a whole city, the whole world.
You see, I've fallen in love with a boy;
I've fallen in love with his neck,
His chest,
And lower and lower,
Down to his feet.
I love every bit of him.
Especially the things inside.
I've fallen in love, and I don't want help getting up.
(-k.s)
