Oh Deary You (Parker)

I like the way she walks like she has no where to be.

I like the way she looks at me so intently like she's searching for answers in eyes.

I like the way her hair is, uncontrollably curly like a little wolf.

I like the way her cheeks get even chubbier when she laughs.

I like the way she smiles like she hasn't done it in a while so she's out of practice.

I like the way my hand feels at home when I draw her portrait.

I like the way her eyelashes graze her cheeks when she gets shy.

Fuck. I like her. I like her a lot.

However much I like the things she does I think I'm falling for her as much.

Parker Angelo Sorrisi