I may be a little cliche, but let's keep it real, I'm super cliche.
Sending flowers out of the blues, swaying and reminding me you adore me.
Handwritten letters overflowing with affirmations that touch my soul,
My favorite love language, making me feel complete, making me whole.

Sneaking into my room, when just knocking on the front door would do,
Simply because you miss me, and trust me, I miss you too.
Gentle kisses on my forehead, so tender and sweet,
Our hands intertwined, a feeling of bliss, feeling complete.

Your hands gently...