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WHAT IT MEANS TO LOVE YOU

To love you is;
Seeing you and wishing I could steal a minute of your time just to say hi.
Going an extra mile to get to know you even though your precious time is going by.
Asking you for a  date when we could continue the conversation as the two of us over a cup of coffee
Though most times i find it to be a beverage that is too strong for me.

 To love you is;
Staring into your beautiful eyes and making you smile
That then gives me assuarance that every minute gone by has been worthwhile
Making you laugh and making you blush
Changing your perpective that you are in a rush
Giving you reason to do nothing but hush
Because nothing else this time round matters, not even the fact that you need to dash

To love you is;
Driving you back to you residence, and walk you to your door step
Watching you close the door behind you as you warn me not to miss the step
That lies behind me, just incase I forget
While gazing at your unfading beauty, that I long to get
But above all, Own....

To love you is:
To listen to you even when you don't make sense
And when you are yelling to the point the neighbours heads are 'hanging' around the fence
It is holding you when your tears seem to take over you
I not only dry them away, I try and sing your favorite song too
It is watching you getting anxious about your first job interview
And hoping that you call saying 'I GOT IT' and I give a sigh of relief saying, 'PHEW'
It is hearing you share your dreams and ambitions
And wishing in my heart that above all You get top position.

To love you is:
Bieng honest enough to let you know when you are on the wrong
Though most times you close yourself up, I know very well that that feeling won't last too long
You will come running back and find me standing in the same place you left me, playing your favorite song

I can go on and on....but as the days go by I shall surely make it known to you
There's nothing that I'd ever give in exchange for loving you.

I love you for all that you are, I love you for all that you do
But I love you the most for just bieng you.

You are my world,
With Love......

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