When You Asked

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18 - When You Asked

When you asked, "How should I love you?"
your voice heavy with the weight of wanting to get it right,
it felt like a question not just asked by you,
but by anyone who's ever tried to love someone in the quiet night.

Love me simple, love me true,
not with grand gestures or skies painted blue,
but with coffee in the morning when the world feels too much,
with a text that says "thinking of you" just as a gentle touch.

Sit with me in silence when words are too hard to find,
understand that love is not always spoken,
sometimes it's in the way we intertwine our lives,
in promises kept, not just in tokens.

Love me in the small acts, the daily grind,
in the way you listen, the way you're kind,
in the patience you show when I'm hard to understand,
in every small touch, every holding of my hand.

Be real with me, let's not pretend,
love isn't always easy, it's not just a weekend,
it's in the mess, the chaos, the mundane,
it's staying through the sunshine, and staying through the rain.

So, how should you love me? Just be here,
in the simplest moments, whether far or near,
it's in the "I'm here for you," the "we'll make it through,"
that's how you love me, and I'll love you too.

-Seekereyes

-Seekereyes

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