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You don’t know
How much I love to see your face light up with a smile
That smile that makes you lose ten years off your age
You don’t know how much I can blow you away with my kisses, with my cooking
You don’t know how proud I feel walking beside you
That it feels so natural to slip my hand in yours in public even when I hate PDAs
You don’t know how normal it feels when we communicate with our eyes in a room full of people
You don’t know that I never throw tantrums
That I am usually very controlled, rational and mostly nonchalant.
You don’t know.