3 am and I see you giggling over that phone call even now, his torn hoodie and his beanie stay on your chair like always. You've worn it for 7 days now, refusing to wash it, the playlist he made for you is all you listen to, you like dance better now. I still remember the first day his eyes sank into yours, you didn't see lust or any scrap of uncertainty, it's like the tracks finally fell into place, and it was time for your little heart to take that little leap, all those days of wet kisses and sloppy cuddling, your heart's such a mush around him.
He overthinks a lot though, thinks he'll lose you too, but what he doesn't know is that the unnatural fluttering of his heart isn't weird, it's actually true this time. I see you being a little of yourself nowadays, you smile more, drink that milkshake without thinking of the extra kilos, because he tells you you're beautiful any day, anyway.
You thought you didn't need a man you don't, you know. But he makes you happy, and everyone needs a little sunshine in their lives, the way he'll casually fill your vases with fresh flowers every time he comes over, he makes you smile even without trying, the way he'll always get you your maroon-colored brushes, he knows you hate it when your set is disturbed, the way he plays your favorite pieces of vinyl on your rustic record when he knows you're having a bad day. He won't leave you, girl, his eyes hold love for everything you are, it shows, in the way he's held your hand right now, the other around your waist, he finds it beautiful, the little things, what more did you ever need?
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