So times like these make me want to just wait. Just wait.
I really like the way the hair curls up like that. You can pretend to be someone else. Not just you today. Not the you tomorrow. But that one.
And isn\’t that what attraction is all about? Trying to be somebody else? To be the one that stands out?
It\’s the eyes I think. Deep and mysterious. It\’s too easy to get pulled out of them, losing memory of where I am right now. And the smile. Your laugh. Just waiting. For the perfect moment.
But I always lose.