The cute little furrow between your eyes,
The shape your mouth makes when it moves,
How your hands can never seem to stay still,
This is how we talk.
The little glances you make out of the corner of your eye,
The tiny sighs you make after each breath,
The way your tongue clicks against your teeth,
Is is how we communicate.
Your smiles when you bite your lip,
How you bat your lashes at someone pretty,
Those little laughs you breath out of your nose,
This is how we understand one another.
This is how we feel.
This is how I love you.
