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I love the way he talks
I love the way he thinks
I love the way he succeeds
and I love him even when he sinks
I love his red hair
I love his smell
I love his smile
and I love it when he does well
I love his eyes
I love his nose
I love his bravery
and his willingness to go where no one else goes
He may not be smart
He may not be cool
He may not be the perfect one for me
but I love him anyway
He's quick to react
He's quick to respond
He's quick to fight
and he's quick getting what he wants
He doesn't always think of others
He isn't always smart
Sometimes I love him
and other times I want to pull him apart
I say I love him
but do I truly?
Do I want him to be mine
and me to be his one and only?
