I don't want him to be perfect,
I want him to laugh at me,
trip me and then help me back up,
chase me in an empty parking lot
hold me close at the perfect moments
make me watch football for hours
wants me around his friends
appreciates even the little things
take me to his house to watch movies
makes me grilled cheeses
and love me for who I am
1 comment:
Nicely written... know it's not light subject matter but you speak it well... and don't worry... it'll happen...
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