No One Likes a Girl In Love

You see the thing about being in love is, no one likes a girl in love.

She is soft and sappy and coos and sighs when there seems to be no reason to.

She will be sitting on the train and you're minding your business sitting next to her when you hear a big inhale and long, breathy sigh with her fist propping her head up with her elbow on her knee and you don't know what she's looking at.

No one likes a girl in love.

She doesn't walk through the streets, she dances. She one, two steps as you tango back and forth trying to pass her and you just want her out of your way but she can't see you. She was just shy of walking straight into you before the clouds in her eyes fell to the wayside long enough to realize that other people exist around her.

No one likes a girl in love because during class she tap tap taps her feet to a song that no one else can hear. She perks for a moment like a dog hearing footsteps outside the front door and looks at you with burning curiosity in her eyes and you roll yours because you won't give her the answer to the question she just missed because she was too busy daydreaming. But instead she says, "Do you know the name of that song? The one that goes..." and she la la la's until she giggles and waves her hand, batting away the notes in the air and the question itself. She says, "Never mind, I heard it in a bar when..." and she laughs again and says "Never mind."

No one likes a girl in love.

As she's waltzing through life she seems to look too long at the faces around her telling herself, "I swear they're all familiar." And it's because you have his eyes, or she walks with a slight bend in her back the way he does, and that person laughs as low as he does and she finds him everywhere and swears the only reason other people exist is to remind her of him.

No one likes a girl in love, except the girl in love because she puts on a dress that makes her feel as weightless as she does when she's with him. And she bats her eyelashes in the mirror because he said that he loves her big brown eyes. She temporarily lets go of the present to live in a memory she keeps in her pocket for rainy days. She thinks about all of the things about herself that some people find hard to deal with, but someone loves anyway and it makes it easier for her to love them too.

No likes a girl in love except the girl in love and the person she has the pleasure of being in love with.