I Love The Way You Love Me

Flickr/ Eleazar
Flickr/ Eleazar

I understand you.

There’s no other way to describe it. And everything you do that you think will make me love you less, makes me love you more.

Your insecurity; the way you constantly test my love.

The way you say things to see my reaction; I see it all and you don’t even know. Every time you display your rawness and your vulnerability, I love you more and more and more.

I want to see all of you. I am obsessed by the thought of knowing all of you.

I love the way you love me.

I don’t mean to say that love is a game, but you fear rejection so much that you have to play these little games. And every time I just want to take you in my arms and hold you until you believe.

Until you trust.

You are everything to me because of your insecurities, not in spite of them.

I have learnt that a love is never supposed to be perfect; love is meant to be a mirror. Love is supposed to make you question yourself and find acceptance anyway.

Because when I found you, I found myself.

You stared at me and I understood.

In loving you, I love myself. TC mark

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