The man I love loves me too but doesn’t know how to say it
His ‘lock your safety door’ is equivalent to ‘I love you’
The man I love loves making tea for me
He doesn’t know that I secretly hate tea
The man I love looked at me weird the first time he saw me babytalk a stray dog
Now he won’t cross one on the road without saying ‘hello’ himself
The man I love was never a fan of physical affection
He now shows up in the middle of the night because he wants hugs
The man I love says he doesn’t plan our future together
But every once in a while, he casually talks about all the dogs we’ll have at 50
The man I love has been the wind beneath my wings
But a part of him always aches to come along on my solo trips
The man I love says he’s never had a sweet tooth
Now he won’t let us finish a meal without a KitKat to share
The man I love claims he’s clueless about ideal romantic gifts
But every other day he’ll walk in with a bunch of lilies
The man I love calls me his best friend, his confidante
Yet I find him lost in thoughts, thoughts I know nothing about
The man I love loves me too but doesn’t know how to say it
His ‘we’ll figure it out’ is equivalent to ‘I love you’