The Way She Smiled

I think it had something to do with the way she smiled She often did so when reading a book, or looking at a friends text She would look around, hoping no one caught her in the act I, however, have always been there

I think it had something to do with the way she laughed She would throw her head back, having absolutely no cares in the world Her whole body would darken like a paler shade of red I have always laughed with her mind

I think it had something to do with her dark blue hair Her confidence grew as her hair became much like the deep ocean tides She began to hold her head up higher to the high sky These changes I noticed the most

I think that until now, you thought this was a love poem In a way it kind of is, self love is more important after all Thanks to myself, I do not feel so alone anymore And for that, I thank you the most