i love your sleep the way you hold the blanket closer than you hold me it's like you know the blanket will leave you before i do the way you roll around like you're awake having trouble sleeping but really you couldn't be woken by a gunshot but me whispering your name has you up in three seconds i've counted
i love your talk even when i don't understand it because you won't tell me about politics and really i'd only want to hear about it to listen to your voice i love how you lower your voice when you get frustrated with me i've never seen you yell and i like that
i love your kiss the way you lean down to me cause we're not on the same level the way you make me laugh right before and then pretend to get mad when i can't kiss you right after and then you just kiss my smile the way you have a certain way to kiss me when i'm wrong
i love your laugh especially the one that gets out of your lungs like a wind on a summer night when i kiss your neck
i love your compliments even though i could never tell my mother what you said about the dress i bought even though i could never tell my friends about the things you compliment
i love you the way i see in colours when i'm with you the way you light up my day and my world i love you and if love doesn't exist then i love the way we both think that way
i'm tired and possibly a little in love and maybe high but probably not