12. Evelyn

Your short hair suits you.
Really. It does.
 
I love how it curves about in ebony about your pale face…
I like how you’re shy, but can have such an attitude.
How you sneer when someone is a waste of your time.
 
It makes me wonder if I have ever received that glance, and if I did, I’d still feel honoured.
Your nose isn’t big.
It’s pretty. Like you.
When you smile at me, I feel lucky.
When you even look at me I feel overwhelmed.
 
Your voice is ethereal… and you are such an amazing person.
 
I can’t think of enough ways to tell you I love you… but if I could. I would.

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