the little things

i like dinner foods for breakfast. i like “black ice” air fresheners for my car. i like air-popped popcorn at any time of the day. i like candles lit in my room. i like the idea of taking a bath. i like showers more. i like underrated music. i like over-hyped hip hop songs. i like my apartment at sixty-nine degrees. i like black, white, brown….and blue, but only very specific types of blue. i like to longboard when i’m feeling tied-down. i like to move around the country. i like new homes. i like new rooms. i like making lists and checking things off. i like fuzzy socks. i like that first sip of coffee in the morning. i like reminiscing. i like anything that has to do with boston. i like quotes that feel like they were quoted for me and only me. i like writing. i like when boys notice me. i like when i parallel park like a badass. i like people. i like being alone. i like red wine. i like my passport photo. i like to tell boys that i think they are attractive to their faces when i’m completely sober. i like very bland tasting things like cauliflower, plain tortilla chips and brown rice. i like phone calls. i like getting letters in the mail. i like letting my phone die. i like my hair after a day at the beach. i like when my mom tells me that she’s proud of me. i like sunday football. i like monday night football even more. i like the friends that i have. i like the way my car feels with a new tank of gas. i like grocery shopping. i like playing the same song on repeat until i never want to hear it again. i like my middle name. i like twirling my hair. i like when people have their “read” receipts on for imessage. i like the smell of banana boat tanning oil. i like randomly hearing from people. i like flavored coffee creamers. i like printed photos. i like national public radio. i like making my best friend laugh really hard.

 

i like the little things.

 

they make the bad things seem little, too.

 

he won’t be little for much longer, but he makes me smile every day.

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