He told me we love to dance.
Explained how we stepped in sync.
How he would put his hands on my waist
and I would put mine on his shoulders.
We love to dance.

He told me we love to laugh.
That we spend hours a day telling jokes.
He said he loves how my nose scrunches up
and I love how his smile makes his eyes crinkle.
We love to laugh.

He said we love to do this
to do that
but frankly,
these things that we love,
aren't what I love