I love the way she writes.
The way her eyes shrink whenever a tiny mistake was written on her piece.
The way her fingers tapped the letters and deleting it afterwards.
The way her mouth murmured, reading the lines she created.
The way her forehead creased, meaning that she's not satisfied.
The way her nose scrunched whenever some words are repeated.
The way her lips curled into a smile everytime she gets the perfect narrations.
I just love the way how she make sure that everything is perfect.
Like the way she was.
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HDAWFIL (on-going)
Poetryin the world full of chocolates and roses here's a book full of my proses to the girl I love hope you'll like this
