We were all out one night, heading home from hanging out with a bunch of people we find dear in our lives, when I asked if anyone wanted to share this one bar of kitkat that I had. Nobody was supposed to take on the offer, then there she was, with no hesitation, asking for the kitkat I offered out of courtesy.

She laughed as if it was her last day on earth. It was refreshing. She didn't hold any of it back. It was her. All of her. She was so real for it and made you feel like she trusted you enough to not keep any part of her hidden. Call me selfish, but to this day I pray no one else falls for her laugh the same way I did.

They were always just glimpses at first. The type of eyes that she had always attracted me somehow, but there was this one moment I don't remember when anymore, where I got to have a good look at her eyes. I couldn't describe it for the life of me. She had these, googly eyes that looked back into mine before looking away shyly. She saw me from all the way inside, and at the same time showed me who she was. And then when her eyes start smiling or laughing? There was only so much I could do to keep me from falling even further.