i don't mind
waiting in lines for you.
i don't mind
anymore, when you open your mouth and chew.
i'm beginning to adore
how you play with sarcasm night and day,
i'm kind of ready to talk
about being your fiance.
i'm a little used now
to hearing you snore,
cuddling with you at night
also bothers me no more.
i'm beginning to understand
why you want to choose my clothes,
i'm getting used to the times
you nibbled my nose.
i like how you don't complain
about my unconventional habits and ways,
i like how you try to maintain
all of our trips and stays.
i like who you,
when you are, where you are.
i like who i am,
when i am, especially with you.
- things you think annoyed me but i was really okay with.
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7 Weeks Without You ✓
PoetryGrief is a five letter word but the turbulence it creates can last as much as five years, maybe even more. 7 Weeks Without You is not a story, but a state. Each week reflects one stage of grief: grief for the death of your loved one. Genre: Poetry ...
