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i like you for all the things that we share
and i love you for all the things that we don't-
you intrigue me, and
i find myself wanting to know everything about you
i want to know how you think,
what you think about
to put it simply,
i'm a little obsessed with you
your boyish face,
your bright brown eyes
the way you laugh -
hand up to your chest
with the gentlest chuckle
it makes my heart hurt,
in the best possible way.
I love how smart you are, and
how you light up on subjects that
often go right over my head,
how you listen to all of my
trials and tribulations,
easing my worries with a smile
its hard to put into words
exactly how i feel,
for as vast as the english language is
it can never quite capture
the quickened beat of my heart every time
you look at me.
i want to fall asleep in the shadows of your embrace
and wake to the light of your soft gaze
you make the mundane
inexplicably exciting,
and the february rain not so cold
and i would take
a thousand train journeys
if it meant i could put my head
on your shoulder,
hand in your hand
indefinitely,
knowing you'd never let go,
the carriage doesn't feel so small
and the world seems a little less scary
with you by my side
and i just hope you never get bored
of all my questions -
i just don't want the conversation to end