“She has these amazing eyes. Big, brown, and beautiful. She opens them wide, and it takes my breath away. Every time. It’s like I can see the whole world in them. She’s graceful. She doesn’t move; she floats. She’s brave. Not in the way you may think, though. It’s a quiet bravery. It churns and churns and churns under the surface. She’s kind and thoughtful. Always thinking of others. She touches my cheek, just as she did. She just knew to do that. Like she knew that’s what I wanted, needed. Sa—” I stop myself just in time. Daniel doesn’t notice.
Pure poetry
