#LittleThings
Little things he do, whenever we're together,
He slowly strokes my heart, healing Little pieces of my heart, of the pain I've been through.
Little things that I adore, makes me smile, my soul flame, and just the look in his eyes, when says my name...
Little things...
Sometimes I'm in fear, seriously afraid.
I went through a lot of shit.
I'm so over it.
Then I tell him I'm backing off, with the slightest thought of a red flag.
I'm trying to piss him off.
I know I'm afraid, and ain't doing that again,
He says, I know what you are doing, so are you done.
This happened, remember we talked, But stop, You're not doing a very good job. I'm not going know where.
It was the calmness of his voice, as I said, I apologize. My feelings are grown more for you, with embarrassment, feeling stupid, he doesn't say a word.
He changed the conversation and said he apologize, he is coming. It was just something about the dominance, strong but loving, humble with the love of authority of his tone. His reached out to me, and I felt his spirit opening his arms, saying, I promise.
Little things...

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