Sunday, August 15, 2004

Small Things

I love the way you don't cling to me

I love your uncertain feelings for me

I love the way that you don't know

I love the way that you say

that you've got to get going back to your life

and your way of going, no questions asked

I love your exasperation at my decadence

the way you don't want to look after me

don't want to tidy my room

for not wanting me to own me

I love you for not depending on me

I adore you for letting me be me 


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