The Way You Love Me

I often feel you do not love me, sometimes I feel does not mean for you, sometimes you ignore me and disappear for days without tell me anything .

Your stubborn sometimes can be very annoying, your fierce sometimes makes me uncomfortable, your bustle sometimes makes you overlooked at me and your mystery is very frustrating to me.

so, I am thinking ...why do I love you?

probably because of the beauty of your soul, I learned to be wiser than you or maybe because of your kindness, because you do not want to hurt others.

for sure, because the way you smile, the way you laugh until your shoulders shaking, the way you look at me with tenderness, the way you let me lean on your field chest, and keep my head still positioned comfortably

the way you always let me win for the little things,  insist your way win for things bigger, the way you hold my hand and made me feel safe, the way you protect me and patiently defuse me when I was in anger

the way you relented make me feel guilty, the way you said firmly in a simple sentence, the way you hold me, make me feel very small, the way you kiss me, one of the wonders of my world ...

the way you love me, that's what makes me love you, little things that you do, but it is very important to me

yup, you know, I love you ...I'am the Rose and you are my stalk !
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