Starting Over With Him...
I love how he hugs me,
long and tight...
It kinda makes me feel
that things will turn out alright...
I think its cute
that he walks me to class...
The way he smiles
after giving me a little kiss...
I like his humour
and the way he laughs...
The way our hands,
put together,
kinda match...
I like his height
and how Im tiny, by compare...
I love how he likes to run
his fingers through my hair...
I like his eyes,
how they kinda light up...
Is it just me,
or could this be the start of love?
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