Sarah
The prettiest person I know
is a creature of habit.
Every morning: pink shirt,
blond curls. “Do I look okay?”
Every morning, I said yes.
She’d roll her eyes.
“You’re my best friend;
you have to say that.”
I guess I do.
Your face is home.
How can that not be beautiful?
I guess I do.
Your face is home.
I never had to be beautiful.
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I like the back and forth here…
I love how genuine this feels! Great write!
Your face is home! fantastic line!
“Your face is home” is such a strong line!
adore: Your face is home.