Anyone looks different that way. Innocent, careless, dreamy. Most likely because they really are dreaming. But you're something else. You look like you were never in pain. You look like you've never been lost, insecure, or confused. You? Yeah, you look found. Complete. You look like I've never done a thing to hurt you. You look like you're in love. You look like you're loved.

I can't grasp why it's so fascinating, you're just my unconscious daydream with rosy cheeks and wild hair. You're just my inspiration with closed eyes and a slight smile. But you? You're something else.