I was very generous in cutting my arm holes…
It’s the smallest, little things. It’s the salt on my skin after a run by the water. It’s feeling the wet imprint of his lips on my face after a kiss stolen from the driver’s side. It’s changing into flip flops from sneakers. It’s the cold water in my mouth after building up thirst. It’s a new book. It’s a shower after a day in the sun. It’s pajamas. It’s an early night in. It’s my favorite calming song. It’s hoping he calls you and loving when he does. It’s dodging a sun burn when you know full well you should be beat red. It’s remembering an entire dream from start to finish. It’s hitting every green light. It’s tan lines well earned. It’s dangling your feet in cold water to cool your body. It’s ice pops. It’s the smallest, little things.
Note to self: Never rub your eye so hard that you think you caused a retinal detachment and give yourself a black eye and end up in an ER.
I’ll never paint my eyebrows on, I’ll never contour my face, I’ll never wear false eyelashes, I’ll never line my lips, I’ll never dye my hair.