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Updated 7 years ago,May 21, 2018
You sit next to me on the couch.
I rest my head on your shoulder, listen as you tell me secrets from your past.
I watch the expression flicker across your facefear, nervousness, passion, calm.
Twenty20 / @karly.valencia
But what you dont understand is that youre only bringing me closer.
The world is quiet.
I feel your heartbeat through your shirt, deep and in rhythm with mine.
You speak to me and its like time stops.
In who we could be.
You look at me nervously and I can tell youre scared.
Twenty20 / @karly.valencia
Youre scared of the words I havent yet spoken, of the thoughts rolling around in my mind.
But not one of your doubts are real.
Because the more you speak the more closely tied to you I become.
The more you reveal, the more I want to know.
The more you let me in, the more I want to pull you closer.
Until there is no space between us; until we are one.
You speak, and Im lost in your words, in your world.
Youre honest, maybe to a fault, but I hang onto every syllable.
And without a doubt, I am too.
I close my eyes and listen.
And as I lay next to you, I realize how much there is to love about you.
The way you laugh and the act lights up your face.
The way you do things for me without me asking, or without me even knowing I need them.
The way you hold me, kiss me, make me see myself in a new, beautiful light.
The person you are.
The way you live and fight and care for who and whats around you.
But of all those things to love about you, I love your openness the most.
It wont, I promise.
I love that you communicate.
That you tell me what youre feeling and how much you care.
That you arent afraid to be forthcoming about your pain or fear.
I love your openness.
I want you to know Im listening.
Im here.And I value you, beyond measure.
