I love your gentle hand on mine,
The softness of your skin.
I love the way you make me laugh,
The way you smell like spring.
I love the way you do your hair,
So I might love you more,
Although your hair could be a mess,
And I’d love you just as sure.
I love the way you look at me,
When you think I won’t notice.
If we are actors in a play,
I thank the one who wrote us.
I love the way you speak to me,
As though I understand.
I love the way you’re such a boy,
And yet, you’re such a man.
I love the way you’re just yourself,
The way your head’s on straight.
I love the way you smile at me,
The way you’re never late.
Of all the things I love you for,
There’s one that’s beat by none.
I love the way you seem to think,
That you’re the lucky one.















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It's too bad stupidity isn't painful...
the rhythm is good and consistent and its like the happy version of the poem from 10 things i hate about you
totally giving the link to my bf
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**please tell me thats a wand...**
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poet at heart
Im Working on a novel any comments on my first chapter would be greatly appreciated thanx [link]
Random quote
In your dream's you can be anything you want, Last night i was a pretty pink unicorn.
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Millie
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Love is like knowing that the world's biggest ice-cream sundae is hiding under your bed. - me
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Love is like knowing that the world's biggest ice-cream sundae is hiding under your bed. - me
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Love is like knowing that the world's biggest ice-cream sundae is hiding under your bed. - me
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Love is like knowing that the world's biggest ice-cream sundae is hiding under your bed. - me
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Millie
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