I love how I feel around her, I love the way she looks at me, I love the secrets in her eyes, and the hidden bravery in her heart. I love the way her nose curves and the freckle next to her mouth. I love the way she juts out her chin when she’s trying to be bold. I love the way her pale brown hair glitters gold in the sunlight. I love that she can’t be bought. As if she’s priceless.
