self declaration of love

I love how she drinks her coffee black, but adds a little bit of cinammon and vanilla.
I love how her nails wear that faded shade of blue, due to her hair colour mixing with the nail polish.
I love how she moans in the morning after her first sip of coffee.
I love how she breaks every rule except for her own
I love how she gets lost when she dances, like the whole world just ceases to exist and the only thing that matters in that moment is the music.
I love how she wears her freedom, doing whatever she feels like, without bothering about others’ opinion.
I love how she goes out in the middle of the night and the sunrise catches her on the beach.
I love how she lives like there’s no tomorrow.
And the most, I love that she is me.