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Mar 2015
You
I love you
When I say this, I mean eveything about you
I wouldn't pick or choose
"Oh I like this better,
I could do without this"
How selfish
How greedy
How hateful

And when you sit there in silence
I sit there too
Thinking of you
Thinking of your eyes
Thinking of your smile
Thinking of your laugh
(These are rare, so I enjoy them when they come)

In the good and in the bad
Easier said than done
Oh trust me,
It's hard
It's painful
It even sometimes drives me to tears
But the good makes the bad worth it
Your depression
Your anxiety
Your worries
Your pain
I will stay through them
I will not abandon you

So I lie here, pondering:
Do you feel the same spark,
That same rushing sensation
That I get when we meet?
I can only hope so
Because I love you
And I hope that time stops
*before that love ceases.
Timothy Stout
Written by
Timothy Stout  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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