Truth.
I love the truth in your eyes, the way you smell, the way you talk.
I love your "ticks," your rambles, the way you bounce when you walk.
I love feeling you watch me, in the adoring non stalker kind of way.
I love the way you smile and make everything okay.
You tell me "next Tuesday,"
or "one day I'll give you my last name."
I don't want just a name. I never want you to walk away.
I don't want promises. I don't want to play a head game.
I don't want to be loved. I want to feel loved.
I want to hear the pounding of your heart as I walk in the room.
I want to see the glow of happiness in your eyes.
I want to know all the whys.
I want to feel the warmth of your soul as I lay my head on your chest.
I want to feel that on my lowest of days, you'll know I did my best.
I want to know that I'm loved.
I want to know that when I'm old,broken and frail,
your heart will still pound, like a heroic tail.
I want to know that when your eyes have aged,
that they will hold the same glow from that very first day.
I want you to know I'll always love, want, and need you.
Not for what you'll do, or what you'll say.
but for showing that "I love you,"
was always true.
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