Beautifully Cute
I don’t really feel like writing, but I happened upon
something so inspiring that my fingers felt like dancing. I don’t really know what it was; maybe it was
her smile or the radiant vibes that oozed out of her skin. I don’t know if Crayola
has been able to capture her color, but I’ll just call it picturesque. I don’t
know how the world hasn’t stopped to pay homage to her, but damnit if it won’t,
I sure will. I don’t know what it means when a smile literally causes my
fingers to dance to words. I don’t really care either, cause she has such a
rhythm that I wanna dance too. I don’t know why y’all are wondering who I’m
writing about…hell, she’s tagged in this. I don’t know why He made you so
beautifully cute, but I’m glad I ran into you in that hallway…..or rather you
tried to put pennies in that vending machine 😊.
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