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The Simple Things
The way your hair gets stuck, to the shower wall.
The way you always trip, but you never fall.
The way you fall asleep, with your glasses on.
The way your voice sounds, when we talk on the phone.
The way you get nervous, and hold onto my arm.
The way you trust me, to protect you from any harm.
The way you wear your hair, in a messy bun.
The way your skin turns red, when you're in the sun.
The way you giggle, at all my corny jokes.
The way you pick things up, by using your toes.
The way you bat your eyes, when you ask for a foot rub.
The way you ask me for a towel, when you get out of the tub.
It's the simple things, that i miss the most.
From the music you play, to the freckles on your nose.
© chris hunt
The way you always trip, but you never fall.
The way you fall asleep, with your glasses on.
The way your voice sounds, when we talk on the phone.
The way you get nervous, and hold onto my arm.
The way you trust me, to protect you from any harm.
The way you wear your hair, in a messy bun.
The way your skin turns red, when you're in the sun.
The way you giggle, at all my corny jokes.
The way you pick things up, by using your toes.
The way you bat your eyes, when you ask for a foot rub.
The way you ask me for a towel, when you get out of the tub.
It's the simple things, that i miss the most.
From the music you play, to the freckles on your nose.
© chris hunt
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