i love the way you call me
babe.
i love the way you listen to
my bullshit
your comforting words
when i'm in doubt
your sweet little gestures
that leaves me in awe
everything about you
i love everything about you
do i really love you?
or am i just love with the thought
of having you in my life?
P.S This is an impromptu poem, i write it today (18th of October, 2020) and posted it today as well, sorry for typographical and grammatical errors.
