True Romance

It's the way that I run and shave my legs when I know he's on his way... It's the way that he listens to my constant chatter, conversing with me, knowing I'm only lonely... It's the way that I smile inside my soul when I speak his name, or hear his voice... It's the way that he waited, watching me with others, knowing I'd come to him in the end. It's the way that I feel comfortable - only with him, and not bashful, or afraid I'm too fat. It's the way that he cares when he's doing what he knows to be right for me, to keep me from being hurt. It's the way that I admire him for working so hard, and accept him for he, himself... It's the way he doesn't hide the fact that we're together from anyone, anytime - especially not his friends. It's the way that I don't obsess over him, but am so very glad when we are together. But most of all, it's the way that we click, and openly respect one another ev'ry day, ev'ry way.