the mischievous smile
like you are up to something slightly bad
the saucy grin
like you are ready to tease me yet again

the squinting eyes
trying to read into me
the sinister smirk
when i stupidly say something i shouldn't have

the fearsome glare
when you're out for blood (mine usually hahahaha)
the squaring of your shoulders
when you're trying to make a point

the somber frown
the slight air of annoyance
the way you play with your mouth
the deep concentration as you put your make-up on

the raised eyebrow
the endless why's
your inquisitive mind
the sarcasm

the silent pain
hidden behind your beautiful eyes
the unshed tears
ensconed on such strong mask

some of the things that i miss about you
i wish i could keep all of them locked inside a special trunk, so i could relieve them over and over, maybe then i won't yearn for you as much