love is..

i'm still in awe about how my stomach does flip flops whenever i see him.

how his smile manages to light up his face when he sees me coming towards him even if i am half stumbling, running, jogging, struggling to get to him (blame the shoes and the devil bag)

how i can tell him things i truly wouldnt share with anyone.

things that i've been bottling up since god knows when.

and he still wouldnt run away.

how i can point out every imperfection, every flaw and he would still try to make me look at myself through his eyes..

flawless.

and sometimes, i believe i am.

xoxo
you know you love me

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