The Cliché begins again.
The cliché begins.
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
1. The way you say my name.
Whether in passing, or just normal conversation, you take care to say my name. I love the way it rolls off your tongue, as if you've said it all your life. The familiarity, the comfort. The ease in which I talk to you. I am without barriers. No filter, I'm left uncensored. It leaves me vulnerable, and far more innocent than ever before. Yet, you don't take advantage of that. You let me be me, without judgment, without cruelty. All of this, and just from my name passing through your lips and mind. All of this, from only mere seconds of you thinking my name.
2. The way you hug me.
All a hug is the wrapping of ones arms around a person's body, squeezing tightly. You make it so much more than that. You put your life and soul into your hugs. You wrap your arms around me, and pull me tightly into your chest. The way you do it is so protective; it is as if you never want anything to hurt me. Your hugs show you care, and that means my world. All of this, from the simple gesture of hugging a person.
3. The way you can be yourself around me.
Unlike all the other guys, you talk to me. You let me in, past the wall of iron around your heart. You tell me things your best friend doesn't even know. You never lie to me, and you go out of your way to let me into your life. Distance doesn't matter one bit to you. I know more about you than I know of my own best friend. I love how comfortable we are around each other. I can tell you anything, my deepest secrets of the past, and you can tell me yours. You let me be myself, and you let me love you. All of this, from simply talking to me about your day for a few moments.
4. The way you can be grown up, yet still remain a child.
Your innocence astounds me. You can be so strong and mature, but the childhood innocent, most people lose once they hit puberty remains in you. You recognize the world's trouble, and yet you thrive on it. Your mind was never polluted with reality and people's failed dreams. You have your dreams, and you are intent on them coming true. You don't let people discourage you, no matter what the circumstance. All of this, from holding onto a little piece of innocence and belief.
5. The way you bring out the best in me.
When I'm with you, I'm more confident. I'm happier with myself and my life when you are around. You make me feel prettier than anyone ever has before. When you tickle me, I feel as light and free as I was when I was little. When I am with you, I feel like I can be free again. I feel happier than I have been in ages. I am able to be at ease, and relax again. When I am around you, I can't seem to get rid of this stupid little smile I always seem to be wearing. My friends have noticed I'm happier when even your name is mentioned. I don't know how you do it, but I am a better me with you around.
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ew. but whatever
How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
1. The way you say my name.
Whether in passing, or just normal conversation, you take care to say my name. I love the way it rolls off your tongue, as if you've said it all your life. The familiarity, the comfort. The ease in which I talk to you. I am without barriers. No filter, I'm left uncensored. It leaves me vulnerable, and far more innocent than ever before. Yet, you don't take advantage of that. You let me be me, without judgment, without cruelty. All of this, and just from my name passing through your lips and mind. All of this, from only mere seconds of you thinking my name.
2. The way you hug me.
All a hug is the wrapping of ones arms around a person's body, squeezing tightly. You make it so much more than that. You put your life and soul into your hugs. You wrap your arms around me, and pull me tightly into your chest. The way you do it is so protective; it is as if you never want anything to hurt me. Your hugs show you care, and that means my world. All of this, from the simple gesture of hugging a person.
3. The way you can be yourself around me.
Unlike all the other guys, you talk to me. You let me in, past the wall of iron around your heart. You tell me things your best friend doesn't even know. You never lie to me, and you go out of your way to let me into your life. Distance doesn't matter one bit to you. I know more about you than I know of my own best friend. I love how comfortable we are around each other. I can tell you anything, my deepest secrets of the past, and you can tell me yours. You let me be myself, and you let me love you. All of this, from simply talking to me about your day for a few moments.
4. The way you can be grown up, yet still remain a child.
Your innocence astounds me. You can be so strong and mature, but the childhood innocent, most people lose once they hit puberty remains in you. You recognize the world's trouble, and yet you thrive on it. Your mind was never polluted with reality and people's failed dreams. You have your dreams, and you are intent on them coming true. You don't let people discourage you, no matter what the circumstance. All of this, from holding onto a little piece of innocence and belief.
5. The way you bring out the best in me.
When I'm with you, I'm more confident. I'm happier with myself and my life when you are around. You make me feel prettier than anyone ever has before. When you tickle me, I feel as light and free as I was when I was little. When I am with you, I feel like I can be free again. I feel happier than I have been in ages. I am able to be at ease, and relax again. When I am around you, I can't seem to get rid of this stupid little smile I always seem to be wearing. My friends have noticed I'm happier when even your name is mentioned. I don't know how you do it, but I am a better me with you around.
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ew. but whatever