I fall in love with people who run - to each other, away from something, on the way to somewhere, for cover or exercise - it's always unique.
I fall in love with irrational stubbornness.
I fall in love with people and their disasters and uncertainty and chances (missed, taken and last).
I fall in love with people who are nervous and stumble over their words.
I fall in love with the look on people's faces when they finally find what they are looking for.
I fall in love at every crash and fall of a pretense.
I fall in love with people who are stripped down and realize they are okay with it. Because you've been talking/ kissing/ hugging/ touching/ connecting/ too busy to remember you're intimidated by the body next to you and the expectation of your own. I love stripping down of this nature.
I fall in love with your first smile in the morning.
I fall in love with people who are a mess and own it - because there are worse things than that.
I fall in love with people that try. To paint, draw, write, tell jokes, share music, to rise above, to explore their surroundings - we are all here doing the same damn thing. I fall in love with them and wonder if they feel the same way about me.
I fall in love with people every day.
