it was all so simple

It was the simple things

The way her nose crinkles slightly in disapproval. The way she watched herself as she combed her hair.

The elfish giggle and with it the sense of wonder and childhood dreams.

The floating sensation of love and lust that lingers in her eyes. Or the silent stilling of my pulse as she smiles.

It was always the simple things. The way her body curves like the hourglass of my youth. Fragile and irreplaceable.

It was the simplest of things to fall in love with her. Without hesitation or thought.

It was all so simple