a saturday night 7:45pm
"I can bring you coffee."
It is the small things that matter most. Or your eagerness to make me happy as much as you can.
"Let me carry it for you"
You'd rather die than watch me struggle in any way.
"I want to see you, doesn't matter if it's just the fifteen minutes of driving you home."
The desire in seeing me or just speaking to me is unmatchable to any other.
"Let me take care of you."
You would say whenever I refused money or favors.
"I'm marrying you anyways."
That would be your follow up answer after I continue to deny you.
"You're the best thing that's happened to me."
Ironically I feel that I've thought this longer than you have.
"Sleep over, I love being able to wake up to your face."
Heat curls at the base of my neck each time I hear this, waking up to you is all I would ever want to do.
"Here, sleep in my shirt."
You wouldn't look me in the eye, instead, pink bloomed over your cheeks. Hand pressing against the back of your neck.
"I'll come see you tomorrow, I love you."
I love you more.
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