to the girl she chooses next;
she loves to cook but she’ll ask you to make her food or coffee all the time. don’t get annoyed, just do it for her because she’ll surprise you with breakfast or dinner when you’re least expecting it. she likes her coffee not too strong.
she’s a flirt. when you go to the bar with her, she’ll charm the waitress and the bartender and when she goes for a smoke she’ll chat up every stranger and have the entire block hanging off her every word. don’t get jealous, because she can’t help it. she’ll come home with you and won’t remember the name of anyone else come morning.
sometimes she’ll cry, and it’ll break your heart. hold her anyways because she needs you now more than ever, but she’ll never ask. you’ll think you aren’t helping, but brush her tears and kiss her head and be there with her and she’ll be forever grateful.
she’ll get angry. you will see rage you’ve never seen before and it will hurt you and terrify you. but she will never lay a finger on you. she will punch every wall in your house until her knuckles are broken and she will drive away, but she’ll come back. she always comes back.
leave her notes. they don’t have to be deep or poetic, she’ll keep them even if they’re simple.
sometimes you’ll drive with her and the two of you will sing old songs at the top of your lungs and you’ll feel her looking at you out of the corner of your eye. don’t look at her or she’ll stop. you’ll do the same, but when she catches you just smile at her and keep going. sometimes she’ll tell you stories about her and her brother, and sometimes you’ll just sit in silence. regardless, you’ll remember every ride with her. if she brakes too hard, she’ll put her arm out to hold you down no matter if you were ready or not.
she doesn’t talk a lot very often, but when she does she will capture your whole attention. she’ll get embarrassed and say that she’s rambling; reassure her that she’s not and you’re interested in her every word.
don’t yell at her, ever. you’ll shut her down and be worse off than when you started. give each other time to cool down and she’ll gladly talk it out with you.
give her space. sometimes she gets in her head and she needs it, even if you don’t understand why.
don’t force a label on her. if she wants you, she only wants you. be satisfied with that and don’t push it.
when she laughs, for real, it will be silent and shake her whole body. memorize her face, the way she scrunches one eye tighter than the other and opens her mouth slightly, because that is true perfection.
she’ll be annoying sometimes, and that’s when you know she’s comfortable. embrace all of her weirdness and never make her feel bad for it.
every part of her is gold and you are the luckiest girl alive.
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