You love me when I'm not looking.
I noticed that this morning while I was on my way to work. The way you love me while I'm sleeping, waking me up with kisses. I catch how you watch me sleep, then kissing me again and again, telling me I'm yours. I say you love me when I'm not looking because you show me this side of you the most whenever you wake me up. I don't see this very much from you while I'm awake and we're sitting next to each other, or whatever we're doing. You show complete admiration of me while I'm sleeping. I wonder what it is about me sleeping that brings out this side of you. Maybe it's because it's pretty much the only time I'm not adoring you is when I'm asleep. Any other time I'm making it pretty clear to me, you and everyone else around us that I love you. Maybe you're used to getting that attention and when I've been sleeping for a couple hours you feel deprived. Who knows. But whatever the reason is, don't stop. I love how you love me.
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Non-Fiction"And when you're sitting on the side of the road crying over what feels like the best god damn thing you ever had - well, at least you had it." Bear with me... This is quite the roller coaster ride, and that roller coaster ride is my relationship.
