them

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by ayushipop

by ayushipop

they've got hands i've never met that i already love because art and lovely words drip from those fingertips

they've got freckles sprinkled across cheeks like flicks of pixie dust and you might be too busy studying those 'til you notice

their eyes.

they've got "fall into me" bluey greeny hazel eyes. the kind that a YA novel protagonist falls for. and i can't see why more haven't fallen.

they're kind, and soft, and they deserve kindness and softness in return. if i could make a wish for every word said to them to be as right and good and loving as they deserve, i'd make it in a heartbeat.

the same heartbeats from every breath i take when i say i love them.