Entry 19: Teeth
Your teeth scare me,
In fact your whole facial expression scares me,
But ever since meeting you,
I know never to judge a book by its cover.
You are gentle and kind and I know you will never harm me.
When I look at your teeth,
I feel cold tingles down my spine.
They make you look so fierce,
So angry.
I guess that's the look you were going for,
So I understand why they are the way they are.
It makes me laugh,
The way you take such good care of them.
You brush them every time you eat something,
And they are always ivory.
As I've gotten to know you,
I have become less and less afraid of you.