Tuesday 1 January 2013

Your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me but bear this is mind it was meant to be. And i joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheek and it all makes sense to me.

I know you've never loved the crinkles by your eyes when you smile. You've never loved your stomach or your thighs, the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine, but i'll love them endlessly.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth, but if I do, it's you , it's you they add up to. I'm in love with you and all these little things.

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea, maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep. All those conversation are the secrets that I keep though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape. You never want to know how much you weigh and you still have to squeeze into your jeans. But.. you're perfect to me

You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you. You'll never treat yourself right darling but I want you to. If I let you know I'm here for you. Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you.

I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth, because it's you , it's you they add up to. I'm in love with you and all your little things.

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