I love you.
I love the way every small, defined finger fits into mine.
I love the way you smell when I fall asleep on your chest and beneath your sheets.
I love the way you squeal and then deepen your laugh as if their is no boundaries.
I love the way you promise to make more time for me.
I love the way your eyes gently close when you blink for a moment.
I love the smile that you hate so much.
I love the way you doubt yourself, so I can show you all the more reasons that I can love you for.
I love the way you care for me on the days that I cannot.
I love the way you surprise me and tell me the beautiful things that I behold that I can no longer see.
I love the way it feels with our skin on skin.
I love you.
I love the way I accepted you.
I love the way that I think about you.
I love the way that I hold you close.
I love the way you are.
So why leave?
I love the way every small, defined finger fits into mine.
I love the way you smell when I fall asleep on your chest and beneath your sheets.
I love the way you squeal and then deepen your laugh as if their is no boundaries.
I love the way you promise to make more time for me.
I love the way your eyes gently close when you blink for a moment.
I love the smile that you hate so much.
I love the way you doubt yourself, so I can show you all the more reasons that I can love you for.
I love the way you care for me on the days that I cannot.
I love the way you surprise me and tell me the beautiful things that I behold that I can no longer see.
I love the way it feels with our skin on skin.
I love you.
I love the way I accepted you.
I love the way that I think about you.
I love the way that I hold you close.
I love the way you are.
So why leave?
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