Today she noticed I wasn’t wearing makeup. It wasn’t a particularly big observation, I’m always glittering with eyeshadow, eyeliner sharp enough to kill. It’s hard not to notice when I’m not. Still, that realization to me means that she cares. Enough to look, enough to notice, and enough to say something to me. Every word she speaks makes me fall another mile, head over heels in love. For now, I’m falling without caution, but I’ve always been afraid of heights and I know that someday I’ll land whether it’s on a pillow of clouds or on the cold hard concrete.
