True Romance
It's the way that I run
and shave my legs
when I know
he's on his way...
It's the way that he listens
to my constant chatter,
conversing with me,
knowing I'm only lonely...
It's the way that I smile
inside my soul
when I speak his name,
or hear his voice...
It's the way that he waited,
watching me with others,
knowing I'd come to him
in the end.
It's the way that I feel comfortable -
only with him,
and not bashful,
or afraid I'm too fat.
It's the way that he cares
when he's doing
what he knows to be right for me,
to keep me from being hurt.
It's the way that I admire him
for working so hard,
and accept him
for he, himself...
It's the way he doesn't hide
the fact that we're together
from anyone, anytime -
especially not his friends.
It's the way that I don't
obsess over him,
but am so very glad
when we are together.
But most of all,
it's the way that we click,
and openly respect one another
ev'ry day, ev'ry way.
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