i love her…
…and the way she looks at me. she says her eyes are dull, but they’re a crescent city sunrise in july, a kaleidoscope of redwood and summer. warm, deep brown with flecks of red, small streaks of gold in hiding.
oddly, when a girl loves a girl, it just sounds a lot like a girl in love.
i love her...
...and it is a daily devotion. it is that hard—and that simple.
she is always,
always worth it.
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i love her…
…and the way she looks at me. she says her eyes are dull, but they’re a crescent city sunrise in july, a kaleidoscope of redwood and summer. warm, deep brown with flecks of red, small streaks of gold in hiding.