You are very beautiful.

I typed the above sentence thinking of you.

I would have liked to have typed more but I'm not really sure what else to say. Sometimes I think words are forced out for the sake of "sounding" pretty or deep or whatever. A rose by any other name I suppose. But not a rose. Shit in the guise of words.

But I saw your face and was inspired none the less to force them out despite above paragraph. Maybe it'll make me feel better. Keeping self loathing thoughts inside can hurt, why not expression of love and admiration and lust and things that make me a little fidgety when younger humans are around?

You smiled at me once.

And that was enough.