It's the way your hair sticks up in an unatural way
After we've done something we shouldn't have.

It's the gel between my fingers left
From when I ran them through your hair an hour ago.

It's the scent we leave in the basement
After cuddling down there all saturday afternoon.

It's the lines underneath your eyes
That show when you start to get tired and won't admit it.

It's the kisses you place on my nose, cheeks, neck, & mouth
That tingle until hours after you've left.

It's the secrets you share with me
That you wouldn't even admit to yourself.

It's the way you know all my ticklish spots
And take advantage of that.

I wouldn't trade you for the world.


2 years 1 month baby.
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