Careless

Is how I would describe you

And I mean it in the best way because it’s what

I admire about you.

I admire you.

You don’t seem to care what people think,

Even when you do

You don’t.

You don’t care what I think.

I think, I think—

You are beautiful.

Beauty:

I barely know the meaning of the word

If asked to define it I might call it

Confidence

Shimmery hair

Green eyes

Warm laughter, I might call it

You.

You.

You.

This feeling is endless.

Endless endless endless endless endless

endless

Crash. It’s ended.