I think I can see it now.
The way that you hold my hand and put your head on my shoulder.
The way you reassure me when i’m feeling down.
How proud you are to have me over even if your parents are around or tell your co workers about me.
Probably how you text me when you’re at work or right before you go to sleep.
Remember little details that I seem to always forget.
Or still put up with me when I am at my worse state.
I understand now how the others didn’t work out for me, and maybe I mean more to you than I think I do.
But you make me want to better myself every day and I can only wish to have the same affect on you.
I see how you love me now.
or at least I think I do.