I started to notice more and more.
I started to notice small things that you do.
The small details about you.
The little furrow in your brow when you’re deep in thought.
The gasp, not sure to laugh or cry, whenever I said or did something stupid, just to make you laugh.
The way your eyes trail off into the distance when you talk about your own feelings.
All the little things about you that I slowly came to notice, love and remember.
And I noticed.. something.
Maybe subconsciously you started doing it. But it feel good.
I like the fact that we are closer now. That I got you back.
I don’t wanna let go, either. I hope I don’t have to.