Every now and then,
You ask me why am I with you?
You don't have six pack abs.
Nor do you have the best grades.
Yet I am with you.
Somehow that confuses you
So every now and then,
You ask me why am I with you?
And I am tired of rolling my eyes
And telling you it's because I love you,
So I am gonna tell you the truth.
I don't love you.
I love your social awkwardness around new people
Which lasts for months around them
It makes me feel so special
For you weren't awkward around me ever.
I love how you hold the door for anyone behind you
I love how you blush when someone asks about me.
I love how you don't throw big surprise parties for my birthday
But bring me the biggest chocolate you can find.
I love how your face lights up Everytime you see me
I love it when you drop me home and let me go inside before going back.
I love how you play with my hair subconsciously.
I love how passionate you are about your work.
I love how you can make fun of me
But can also be made fun of.
I love how you are not competitive in sports,
Just like me you have fun even if you are losing.
So next time you ask me
Why am I with you?
I am still gonna roll my eyes and say,
It's because I love you, stupid.
For there is a never-ending list of reasons for me falling for you.
