I love you when you stroke my hair
I love it that you're always there
I love that no matter where
You always let me know you care
I love that even when you don't know why
You always hold me when I cry
From the first time you said my name
I knew that things would never be the same
I love it when our feet touch in bed
I love all the things you think that are never said
I love how I feel when you first come home
I love to think of you when I'm alone
I love that you taught me to love again
I love that you are my best friend
If you asked me at the very end
I'd say I'd do it all again
I wrote a love poem for the first time since I was a teenager. And then I cried. Cause the tears for all the reasons now. Happy and sad.
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