“I fell in love with the smile she hid behind her hands, the one that flashed up and waved with brilliant colors when caught by surprise. It was the purest point of joy–the laugh that bubbled up and the creases at the corners of her eyes–her hair and hands rushing to her face to contain it all. But she was never fast enough, her happiness too much to be quelled so easily, and just enough would slip through to soothe the deep ache my yearning had burned into my heart.”
i thought about someone who isn’t here anymore. i felt i should write how she was and put it somewhere, even if it’s messy like this is. i hope she’s as happy as i remember her to be.