I have asked myself many times what it was that I liked about you, I have asked you many times what it was that I liked about you and the answer is simply: I do not know.
An “I don't know” full of so many things to discover, but that “I don't know” has so many things I love about you.
It's a “I don't know” what it is about your coarse, thick hair, that when it's in my hands it looks like a tornado has passed over it, but you have such beautiful hair and a smell that doesn't let me be.
It's a “I don't know” that your eyes have when they look at me and I can see how beautiful they are, dark as a cup of coffee, which I could drink three times a day; morning, noon and night.
It's a “I don't know” that your mouth and your pink lips have. Your mouth; when I see you talk and laugh, and your lips have a “I don't know” that when they kiss me they make me smile.
It is a “I don't know” that your arms have that when you hug me I don't want to let go of you, and I just want to give you lots of hugs and make you feel how much I love you, only you.
It's a “I don't know” that your chest has that when I lie on you I like to feel how it rises and falls every time you breathe and I don't want anyone to take me away from there.
It's a “I don't know” that you have, and... Haven't you realized it? It's that all those things that “I don't know” that you have are all the things that you have, that I like and that I will continue to discover about you, and all those things are the same things that have made you have a little piece of me.
Photography by Alison Scarpulla
Lover of coffee and people with good vibes.