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I just like you, okay?
Just in case
you didn't know,
here are a few things I like:
I like when you hold my hand in public,
even though I know you're not supposed to.
It just makes me happy, you know?
Because I'm yours,
and I wish the whole world could know.
I like when you wrap your arms around me,
and you wipe away my tears,
because then I feel,
even for just a moment,
as if everything will be alright.
I like it when your fingers graze my skin,
and send chills running up my spine.
I like when we play fight
and wrestle around in bed,
and when you toss me around
because you don't realize how light I am
and how strong you are.
I like when you call me beautiful,
and when you leave good morning texts.
I like your lips
because they're always so welcoming,
and sometimes I just can't help myself.
I like the sound of your voice,
so soothing and calm,
and when you call me your baby,
because it makes me feel so special.
I like smoking cigarettes in the basement,
and listening to all the interesting things
you always have to say.
I like cuddling
and watching Army of Darkness with you
because I had never seen it before
but I'm not sure why.
I like your smile,
because you're so charming
and you don't even realize it.
I like when you worry about me
because then I know you care.
I like staring into your eyes,
because they're always a different color
every time I see you.
I like your sweet little kisses
on my forehead,
on my nose,
on my lips.
But most of all
I like that you've never given up
and you love me for who I am,
even with this doom and gloom,
even with my aching soul.
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