Lisa's head tipped toward one shoulder, her lips folded in on themselves and her brows raised in that yeah I know it's crazy but it still makes sense kind of expression.
"I don't know. Might just be this place, or the fact that he's the only person from my life here... but-" It feels a lot deeper than that. Lisa didn't say it because even in her head it sounded crazy. Maybe it was, but she wasn't questioning it. Every time she did, she got anther dizzy spell.
She let her sentence trail off with no end. In the meantime, she found herself aware that she could smell him on the shirt she was wearing.
"Built like a brick shit-house, but he's got these eyes..." Lisa couldn't help the high-school grin. "I swear he's wearing fake lashes."