this is not a love letter
but i wanted to let you know
i like your eyes
when they're half open
staring into mine
with so much i can't understand
i like your eyebrows
when they're resting
as i trace them
humming old songs
i like your lips
even when they're chapped
i'll kiss the roughness
and hope you drink more water
i like your hair
when it gets all over your face
and i gently push them back
the softness of it all
i like your body
even when it's covered in wounds
you try to cover them
so i won't ask anything
i like your mind
even when it can be blunt
but at least i can be myself
without worries
i like your heart
especially when you're not afraid to show it
it reminds me of humanity
something not often seen nowadays
i'll like you always and always
especially if you don't like yourself
very much sometimes
i'll make sure to give you the extra like
i just like you so much
this is not a love letter
i think
