I love how you notice and gently rub the little scratches or bruises that appear on my leg every now and then. I love how you say, "I missed you," with a sincerity and emotion that melts my heart when we haven't seen or talked to each other in a couple of days, even though we've only known each other a couple of weeks. I love how I don't even notice that I haven't gotten dressed up or put on any makeup when I'm with you, and you don't either. I love how you neatly fold your clothes, even your socks, when you change into something older just before we're about to wash the car. I love it when you say, "I like that dress," with just a hint of something naughty in your voice. I love how we knew each other when we were kids.
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