I cannot stand this demented idea that
I love you for the way
You walk away from me with a smile on your face
And that I should love you for the way you
Rank an 8.5 but you're the only one I've kissed.
I don't want to love you for your skin
Your smile and your eyes and your ***
And the way you bite your lip and the way your hand fits in mine.
I don't want to be one of those girls to you
That finds you extremely **** and hot.
I'm not one of those girls.
Girlie, I do love all of those things about you.
I truly do.

I do not tell you this enough.
Love will never be physical for me.
Love is when you write to me
And when I can't go an hour, much less a day
Without you on my mind
And how we couldn't make it three days
Without kissing
We are in love
Puppy dog stage or not
And ****, you **** me when you
Walk away, but I love you anyway.