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Love is always having to say you're sorry.
It's a second, and incidental second in the eyes of the universe, but forever for you.
It's phones ringing and endless text messages.
It's simultaneously everything and nothing, an endless paradox that transcends anything else.
It's that fleeting touch that is as much as a full body embrace.
A lascivious wink here, a shy smile there.
It's quirks and whims that only one person could possibly understand.
It's that feeling of meaning so much to one person.
For me?
It's that noise you make when you're thinking.
It's the impish little smile you get when you're up to something – which makes me wonder why it isn't a permanent fixture on your face.
It's the spark that's in your eyes when you feel something.
It's the way you make me not care.
The way you see the real me, simply because you're you and not anybody else.
It's you.
It's a second, and incidental second in the eyes of the universe, but forever for you.
It's phones ringing and endless text messages.
It's simultaneously everything and nothing, an endless paradox that transcends anything else.
It's that fleeting touch that is as much as a full body embrace.
A lascivious wink here, a shy smile there.
It's quirks and whims that only one person could possibly understand.
It's that feeling of meaning so much to one person.
For me?
It's that noise you make when you're thinking.
It's the impish little smile you get when you're up to something – which makes me wonder why it isn't a permanent fixture on your face.
It's the spark that's in your eyes when you feel something.
It's the way you make me not care.
The way you see the real me, simply because you're you and not anybody else.
It's you.
Yesterday was good.
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