Generic Love #2458

Dear You,

I really like talking to you. I like how your face scrunches up when you pause to make an intellectual point. I like the way you roll your eyes in sarcasm. I like your wit. I like your style. I like you cool like a bathroom tile. I like the way you move. The way you drive me crazy. I like the way you drive; the way you jive.

You make my heart, thrive.

I like it when you frown, the way you make absolutely no sound. I like the smell of your cheap shampoo. I like the way you sashay to the loo. I like it when you say you'll pay, and in return i'l owe you 24 hours of a whole day.

I like the way you sing, offkey, because to me you still make a melody.

I tried to like it when we began to come apart, like a spinning rollercoaster unravelling all its parts. I liked the way i failed, each time i tried to bring myself to forget you, although you probably didnt have a clue. I like the way I now remember you, a distant memory, locked away far yet somewhere quite near to me.

For all the joylovesorrowpainhappinessexcitementbrilliance that came along in our song, I just wanted to say;

Thank you, for loving me yourspecialway.



XOXOX
EveryOtherBoyandGirl


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