#bitsofpaper

• smiles(soft smiles, big smiles, full of teeth smiles, just a tad bit smiles, almost laughing smiles, dazed smiles, aww in love with someone smiles, trying to make a baby smile smiles, just ah i love this day smiles, life isnt so bad smiles, smiles)

•nose scrunches(adorable asf too)

•fondness(when they look at someone all fondly like i love this person romantically/platonically/as family you know)

•confidence(when they know their worth and go yeah i am the shit)

•interests(when they are all immersed in something and focused 10/10)

•laughter(any kind, ugly laughter, windshield laughter, loud blasting laughter, contagious laughter, just laughter)

•kindness(that person helping out old people, the people who smile at kids, the ones who help siblings do homework, the ones who bring water for their tired parents, the ones who lend their friends stationary, the ones who hold their friends close when they cry, just any kind act at all)

•sunlight(when soft sunlight falls on their face and their features look so much softer and they look like an angel)

•Ink/paint stains(just a reminder that they were creating and so immersed they didn't notice their hands getting dirty... It's just so amazing)

I got words if you got coin(notes)

And it's not because I want only the most perfect accomplished person or have the craziest list of qualities they need to fulfill but simply because I want to feel as loved as I wish to make others feel

And despite all my efforts it's impossible to make people feel as loved you want to make them feel. For I want them to think that the universe is too small to harbour the pure feeling of adoration they create in me. That no fault can ever be too great for me to even consider the possibility of giving up. For them to realise that they are in all my visions of the future and all the dreams I have. For them to simply be able to love themselves half as much as they make me love them

And if every kind of love fills me with this ache of never being to express it enough. I simply wonder if it's possible for someone to make me feel that way, even for a instance.

Oh but I swear on this universe that one instance like that is enough for me to exist after death just to echo throughout time and space that this one person is the reason the universe exists and love was named...