It’s not always lust when it comes to her.
It’s how she’ll look at me.
It’s how she’ll laugh at my silly jokes.
It’s how she’ll be doing random little things that’ll make me swoon.

It’ll be how soft her lips are,
Or,
How it feels like when our fingers intertwined.

Or,
Simple things such as getting to touch fer face,
Getting to comb her hair,
And
Drawing circles on her shoulder,

But,
Most importantly,
Hearing
“i was looking for you” from her,
Hearing
“i’m so proud of you” from her,
Hearing
“i miss you” from her,
And
“I love you” without having her to say it because i know she does.