I fell in love with you in fractions.
At first it was simply with your shy awkwardness,
The way our silences were never filled,
And that was absolutely okay.
And then it was with your face,
The stubble on your chin,
The way your eyes crinkle slightly at the corners,
And how you always look me in the eye when we talk.
Following this was the pain of our goodbyes,
How each hug didn't feel like enough,
And even when our parting should have been finalized,
We continued.
That was followed by the way you held me,
Our bare chests pressed against each other,
Your hands dancing down my back,
Your fingers tracing each of my tattoos,
And how you would whisper the sweetest things,
Into my left ear.
And finally I fell in love with the way you didn't love me,
The way you cared, but not enough.
And I was so painfully filled with love for you,
That every fiber of my being begged for you to feel it,
Too.