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Hold my hair brush the hair off my face, whisper in my ear, hug me when I'm cold, offer me your jacket. I don't care how you do it just show me that you care. I love you. I love you not because you're adorable or because you're sweet, or because you're my best friend. I love you because you make me step outside myself & look at who I really am. You make me want to be a better person, just because you are who you are. I can tell you absolutely everything, & I know you will listen. And you're one of my best friends, but I'll keep all of this to myself because I love you & because you don't feel the same way. I wish that I could make you love me, but I can't. That's why these words will be forever lost in my memories & never to be spoken aloud.
I love you. so let's say that
theoretically i really like you,
and theoretically even though it sounds
moronically cliche and overused,
you give me butterflies
and just for kicks,
lets add that all in theory of course you may be
one of the most wonderful people i have ever met,
and hypothetically
my heart beats ten times faster when i see you.
do you think that you would supposedly
(and in the most theoretical sense) feel the same way? It's just the way he plays with my hair, kisses my
forehead, & looks deep into my eyes. It's just
the way he tells me I'm gorgeous, calls me at 2 am
& wrestles me for the remote. It's just the way he
shares his suckers with me, hugs me tight, makes
me laugh my hardest, & feel like I'm someone
really important to him. he has the most adorable eyes you could ever fall for
and the cutest smile that takes your breath away. he
has the ability to make you laugh everytime he speaks
and whenever you look into his eyes, it's so hard to
turn away.     
 
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