Friday, October 23, 2015

I have always said it, its the little things.




I’m so in love with his mind. The first thing that made me stop and pay attention was how he chose his  words. That while he was in a field I normally avoid I like this writing style. I can listen to his  stories for hours on end. The first time we stayed up late. I couldn’t get enough of you. I can’t get enough of you. I want to know everything about you. I want all of your words.



I want them passionately describing your work and research. I want them softly recalling good times with friends. I want them in a different cadence when you’re quoting your favorite tv shows. I want them quietly whispering secrets and confessions. I want them steady and strong when you’re making sure I know you’re being completely serious. I want them fighting through laughter in response to something I said.


I love flirting with you. The inside jokes. The fact that we already know each other so well. 


I have loved everything how you come in and take care of things in the house because I live with the laziest people in the world, how we plan meals together and work in the kitchen as a team. How you were excited to go to a Lesbian Haunted House with me. How you want to meet my friends and family so you know exactly what I am talking about. 


These little things are stringing together a person I am so very glad to be getting to know. 

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