The Little Things

She closes her eyes right before she says hi

Just hearing her say my name gets my day by

I love how everyone seems to be whispering when she’s talking

And the change in her voice when she sees me walk in

How cute she is when her hair covers her left eye

The little things that make me feel different than the next guy

The coldest days with her are warmer

Just to see her glance at me out of her eye’s corner

The silence after her laugh …true peace

Her arms is the one trap from which I want no release

Her sadness heightens her appeal

She removes my numbness she makes me feel

When I hold her hand

Her grasp seems tighter on my index

The way she stands

The way she looks when she’s perplexed

From when she seems helpless

Right down to her sigh

It leaves me breathless

I can’t explain why

Uncontrollably I stutter

She reveals all of my flaws

And yet the words she utters

Lets me not feel like a lost cause

Her laugh is ridiculous

I can’t help but laugh too

I’m bound by the inconspicuous

It’s the little things I see her do

Everyman wants beauty, beauty is not hard to find

This notion I’d willingly leave behind

Because that now means nothing to me

In comparison to these things which only I see

They’re unique to me, these things I speak of

These little things are what make her the girl I love