I love you

I love your sweet chuckle, your face of confidence. Your knowledge of big screen movies and how you hold your own opinion. The way your eyes shine when they look into mine, and the warmth of your body when you stand so close to mine.

 

But would I love you through the trouble? And the darkest of times? Or when your feelings are hurt, when you fall up the slide? You're a free spirit, something unique here in this town. Your presence gives me purpose and your purpose gets my praise, because I love you, do you feel the same?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Those butterfly feely's

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