love

I think about love a lot. I think about how funny it is that we can get hooked onto someone by something so small, the tiniest detail. Whether it be the way they throw their head back when they laugh, their crooked smile, the way they crinkle their forehead when they're frustrated. Something simple and maybe even meaningless could trigger constant thoughts about one person.

It's so hard not to think about you. Your laughter echoes in the back of my mind, the feel of your skin on my fingertips.. I physically ache for you, because nobody in the world makes me feel more alive. You occupy a part of my brain, and you reside in my heart.

All because of one glance at your smile, and the moment where our hands brushed together.